For me, home is not a place,
it is a feeling.
A feeling that shines with its absence.

For me, home is not a place,
it is a longing,
that has its existence deep in my heart.

For me, home is not a place.
For me, home is nowhere.
For me, home is something
that I wish existed.

For me, home is something I long to
experience one day.
Because home is a we
and not just me.