Some people describe "home" as a place, while others say it's a feeling. Some even refer "home" to people that make them feel safe. It could be someone's arms that hug you so tight and keep you from falling apart, or some vaste galaxies summerized in some beautiful eyes. It could be anywhere as long as you're yourself there, feeling loved and safe and where you belong.
While some people have newly found their home, others just lost it forever, and others can't find theirs no matter how hard they search.
"What's the worst thing that could happen to your 'home' ?" They ask.
And the answers are uncountable.
'It could burn and I could end up homeless on the streets' , they say
'My home could realise that i'm not actually his home'
'It could die, leaving me devastated forever, alone dealing with my loss and my demons haunting me'
No. All of these answers are bullshit.
The worst thing that could happen is literrally having your home right in front of your damn eyes , yet not a bit being able to recognize it.
