Home is not home anymore. Home is far away from home. Home is where your eyes lead me. Home is where your hands take me. Home is where I have been living lately. Home is where I want to be.
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
Arena en los zapatos, piedras en los bolsillos, los hilos de un botón perdido, los posos en el fondo de la taza de té, la ficha roja del parchís...todas esas cosas molestas y sin un propósito aparente en la vida serán bien recibidas aquí.
No comments:
Post a Comment