❝you were my home but you told me to move❞
she never looked nice,
she looked like art
and art isn't just supposed to look nice,
art is supposed to make you feel something,
and she did.
she made him feel like home.
all his life, he grew up in houses instead of homes
but whenever he looked into her eyes,
he knew that home wasn't just four walls and a space,
it was her face.
author's note
on the second day m e l a n c h o l y was published, it was already on #484 in random, holy fuck.
thank you, everyone.
YOU ARE READING
melancholy || ✓
Poetry(lower case intended) a mix of poems including sadness and heartbreak. started: 12th october, 2016. #144 in Poetry
