I feel homesick for the home I never really had.
I feel homesick for the home I never really had. When I was a kid, I left so-called home with naiveness, When I was adulting, I was forced to leave the home, By the time I matured, the home had left me long ago. Since then, I have been sick of the home I have always lived in. They say when there is a storm, you rush towards your home. They say you get a hug that makes you feel warm. But I stood there and welcomed the storm with my arms wide open and hugged till it felt my warmth. I felt like a soldier who fought battles for his homeland, and when wounded, every memory of home faded forever. I searched my home, every walkable corner, hopeful but exhausted but never gave up. And I am still searching, visiting every new place and asking for the address, which itself was the wrong one. Some places discarded me, and many provided shelter, I found shelter when I walked into the woods and danced in the rain. When I climbed a mountain and wh...
