New Years Revelation

ataydevaleria

Jan 9, 20201 min read

Maybe the real reason for leaving was you

As much as I want to not admit the truth

As much as I want to hate you

As much as I want to sweep it under the rug...

Home’s supposed to be whenever I’m with you

But you were with me

& it didn’t feel like home

So I guess deep down...

I left home to spite you

Now I’m not with you...

Not home.

& I try

& try

To lie to myself...

& tell myself...

These arms feel like home

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