subtle

they always said home was always there for you

but i went to bed every day, never knowing what that meant

the home i had was filled with pain and broken dreams

leaving me abandoned, fixing what i could reach

i never knew what home meant until i met you

and knew that it meant more than the eye could see.

it was being able to love and be loved,

to sit in the rain and watch the sunset fall, and

to sit under the moon and be kissed by the stars.

i slowly learned what home meant and was happy as could be

but one day, we parted ways and my home began to deteriorate

then one day I learned, home was the memories of love and happiness

and now, i miss you but I’m at home, as happy as i can be