Home..

Is a place to sleep.. or is it more then that? Last time no matter what happens i always think that my home is the safest place on earth.. now is just a place for me to rest. a place for me to take a break from this world.. other then that i cannot find anymore reason for me to come home... miss having a whole family eating together.. that warmth.. i miss it.. now the coldness of home just make feel like going away.. but to think of it where would i go.. i lived here for as long as i can count.. so used to things here.. even if i am just walking not thinking.. i will still end up at the door of my house.. even my legs are used to walking here.. if i ever move house i wonder if everything will be the same ever again...