I want to go home, but where is home?

Home is where the heart is? Home is where you make it?

I haven’t made anything, and I don’t know what you’ve done to my heart.

Where is my home? How can I feel homesick if I am homeless?

I want to belong somewhere. I want to belong to someone.

Choose me. Love me. Keep me.

Be my home. Or be nothing.

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I don’t know what I want anymore.

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