Sometimes you think you've met
Who you can call home
And they end up being
Just a rental
Or an overnight hotel,
Nothing with a sense of permanence
The trickiest of situations is a rental,
You can fool yourself over time
Enough to believe this house will always
Belong to you
Because it feels final
People are like this too.
We think we are home
Until we know what home truly feels like,
And it isn't always with who we expect it to be
For me,
She felt like home
And I wanted her to be that for me,
But I was just renting out someone else's space
And she was doing the same with me
She wasn't home,
But it sure felt like she was.
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She Felt Like Home
PoetryOriginal Poetry Collection: We don't get to choose who we love, or when we stop loving those who don't treat our hearts quite right. And sometimes, we don't get to change the fact that even if they weren't the one they still felt like home. And it's...
