a slight hint of caution cinnamon has always gently caressed the air
the temperature has always been more fit for a penguin,
the rooms are always never empty. not even one.
a scatter gathering point for the wounded and their loved ones.
a place of entrance refuge from the corrosive weather outside it's walls
a place for hate healing, and judgement discovery.
this place is home.
it may not be ideal,
but this home is where my heart is.
where i had my luau themed 7th birthday party
where i took my first steps,
where i had my first kiss,
where i cried after my first break up.
all my memories are here.
etched in the walls so deep, no amount of concrete could ever fill up the holes.
it may not be ideal,
but this home is where my heart is.
where i had my luau themed 7th birthday party
where i took my first steps,
where i had my first kiss,
where i cried after my first break up.
all my memories are here.
etched in the walls so deep, no amount of concrete could ever fill up the holes.
Very well writen. Great post!
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ReplyDeleteI love how complex the emotions are in this. well done.
ReplyDeleteloved this. emoitions were so real i could feel them
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