🧸⃤ In the Kaleidoscope of wanting to be home, I have found myself a home in places I have been. The shade of colors found under streetlights, the thrills of joy in the shrieking of laughters by the side road. The love woven under fabricated happiness, our place on earth is here to be found. Unafriad to be hurt, not afraid to be loved.

A compilation of words.