Home.
That's what I was to you
wasn't I?
You told me I was.
Stupid, stubborn heart of mine,
it keeps its doors open for you
just in case you pass by again
and decide to come back to me
decide to return back,
to a place
you once called home.
YOU ARE READING
Sprüche
Poetry„I think I'm afraid of being happy because whenever you get happy something bad always happens." ~Charlie Brown
