You feel like home
I didn’t know i was looking for,until you came around .
You feel like home to me.
A home I can run to when nothing makes sense.
A home which doesn’t necessarily give all the answers to the aching questions,
but a home I fall asleep into after crying cluelessly my heart out.
You feel like a warm and homely 4pm golden hour sunset that
I watch from the small window of my old house.
It makes me feel as if everything is alright.
A cup of chai,a book in my lap, light breeze, silence, warm yellowish beams of sunlight washing through my soul and mind.
Everything feels settled.
~mrinali
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