Makes you so special,
So dear to so many people,
Even if you don't realize it.
I may be a hypocrite saying this,
But it would be
weird and lonely
to be without you.
I may not always reach out,
not always say it,
But I'll be thinking of you.
YOU ARE READING
My mini sagas
Poetry[0.5] Home Home, for me, Isn't the place I grew up in. It's my friends. Songs. Beautiful moments. Train rides, Sleepovers, The ocean And escaping the rain in a café. It's also here: My online friends, wonderful people, amazing stories. I want you t...
