as time goes by, you slowly immerse yourself with the unfamiliar as you eventually detach yourself from what you were used to. you adapt and you grow as the roots of your personality attach deeper and deeper in a different level of ground.
now, when you think of home. it is not a place anymore.
home is where your heart beats with the rhythm of your calm soul. your mind wanders but not lost. home is not just a place but a venue of peace and untainted happiness.
this is home.
may it be where the sun sets,
a coffee shop,
or on someone's chest...
you know when you're home.
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