Jan 2014
Slowly but surely,
Falling in love with this city;
With myself in this city.
Never want to go home, but-
They say home is where the heart is.
If that’s true, then
Maybe I’m home already.
Falling in love with this city;
With myself in this city.
Never want to go home, but-
They say home is where the heart is.
If that’s true, then
Maybe I’m home already.
More of my thoughts than a poem, but I still thought it was cute enough to share.
(25/F)
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