I don't think
You'll ever understand
That even
when I'm distant
Even when we don't talk
Even when you're too busy
to see me
I'm still here
Me and my small words
That often don't matter
Because you deserve more
Than I'll ever have
But I'll still always be around
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...
