home

the bed don`t fit anymore

my feet, cold

but it`s comfortable in a way.

there are too many toothbrushes at the sink 
and too few people in the house.

I abandoned this place
for a better life
a life that`s mine 
traded the past for the future
and left that little child behind.

why did I have to give that up?
I told myself
it would make my feet warmer
and my bed softer

but in the end
there is no place like home.

-lov