the four corners of this house weren't home.
it never was.
home never came to me as easy as it used to,
and perhaps, over the years,
it never did.
but it was in your arms
that i felt like i could see the world
in nothing but shades of yellow and gold,
and i’m sure that home was a person.
it was, is, and will always be you.
Sep 8, 2021
Sep 8, 2021 at 9:14 AM UTC
the four corners of this house weren't home.
it never was.
home never came to me as easy as it used to,
and perhaps, over the years,
it never did.
but it was in your arms
that i felt like i could see the world
in nothing but shades of yellow and gold,
and i’m sure that home was a person.
it was, is, and will always be you.
my heart can rest knowing it belongs to you.