"Home Is People"
there will be times
when we feel like we are meant
to be alone;
like this love we seek is not
real and we created it to make sense of our
emptiness.
and because of that;
sometimes, some of us become
bitter with the idea
that love is only the
anticipation of finding someone
we will never live to meet.
so we live our lives looking
for something to fill us
and give us meaning,
only to discover
that in the end,
love was never meant to be
received by one person,
but rather all the people
who made us feel at home.
YOU ARE READING
BLACK BUTTERFLY
PoesíaI recently went to a bookstore and decided to write down it's poems: by ROBERT M. DRAKE. BLACK BUTTERFLY.