Where are we going?
I… I’m not sure. Home, I guess?
Where even is home? Your parents’ house? Your friend’s?
…No.
Then where?
I’m sorry.
For what?
For not being able to answer your question. For not being enough?
…
For being me and not someone else.
…
******?
Yeah?
I love you.
…
For what it’s worth, you’re my home.
…
I think you might be mine as well.
Jan 29, 2025
Jan 29, 2025 at 10:57 PM UTC
Where are we going?
I… I’m not sure. Home, I guess?
Where even is home? Your parents’ house? Your friend’s?
…No.
Then where?
I’m sorry.
For what?
For not being able to answer your question. For not being enough?
…
For being me and not someone else.
…
******?
Yeah?
I love you.
…
For what it’s worth, you’re my home.
…
I think you might be mine as well.
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