Life Problems · Love Problems

Home is where the something is

Do you ever get that feeling?
When you’re sad and curled up in your bed or hiding somewhere around your house. Where you just really want to go home?
But it’s a redundant feeling if you’re already where you live.
I seem to say it to myself a lot, “I want to go home” but I’m right here, no place has ever really felt like home for me for a very long time, like since I was 7 or less.
And if it’s true that home is where the heart is or where the people you most care about are.. what happens if your not welcome with them? Or you threw your heart away to someone that never really wanted it in the first place?
Or if you’re so terribly lost that you just don’t know the way or where it is, or ever was?
How do I get home from here?

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