(August 1993)

It's the feeling you get of being homesick
although you're already safe at home
like where you are now has just become only the place where you live
and home is somewhere else
somewhere welcoming,
that feels right,
somewhere where you fit in.

The feeling of being in love with no-one you know of
throwing flowers in the air to see how they fall
writing love letters that have no name at the header
let alone at the footer!
not knowing who it is that you walk with, yet you're not alone.


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