“Please, I want to go home.
Though I don’t understand how exactly a person can be home to me when I’ve lived in so many cities.
Though I don’t understand how exactly people who have the same potential of destroying things same as me can be the one I feel safe with.
And I’m sorry I didn’t realize you were my home at the time.
And I don’t understand whether it’s addiction or comfort.
But please, take me home.”
-musings of a lost heart//