Some felt like that party you get dressed for,
Some felt like the fourth glass of wine.
Some felt like that smell of spirit,
Some felt like the highest high.
But you,
You felt like home.
Like the sweet delirious sleep,
Like the smell of the pillow each morning
You know you’ll leave for the day
But return to come moonrise.
You felt like nothingness,
Like the smile of a tiny joy.
You felt like comfort,
And you will forever more.