I love, love, love you, and you love me too—at least for now. I'm attached, and damn, I hope you are too. I'm scared that the very next second you're gone, and I'm left all alone, with no one to lean on. I'm scared it'll all end short, just like this poem. And in the end, I'll lose my home.

Can I just go home please? This place has the cruel ghosts of people leaving, The people that I'd started calling home, So can I just go home please? To the home where I'd find mom. The home where she's ready waiting for me with a smile, Where her hugs heal my heart and patch up my soul Where jus...Read more