Friday, March 6, 2015

A Letter to HOME:

Dear HOME,

I know it is strange that I am writing to you suddenly out of the blue, that I never even bothered to remember you all this while and I realize a letter will never make up for any of it. But I miss you. I know it is hard for you to disgest, considering the fact that I was the one who wanted to run away from you. But yes, I do miss you.

I don't exactly remember my first steps or the first day I came home. But I do remember the many smiling faces I saw. I remember I was never scared because you were there to protect me, I feel secured when I was home. I wouldn't bother if things were going right or wrong as long as I was in my home.

You stood by me day in and day out. No matter what the weather or season, no matter what my mood be, you were always there for me, standing tall, and always keeping your arms wide open, as if reaching out to me, to protect me from the evils around and just to comfort me. I miss you my home. I am sorry for not having said all this to you earlier. I wish I could once again be there with you and enjoy the comforts you have always so generously offered to me.

But now I am away. I ran away fearing an end would befall upon me. I was scared of my own thoughts and so I ran away. But I miss you my home and I shall always do so. There can never be anything as comforting and as wonderful as you. You will always be missed. I wish I could hug you once again and I don't know why, but I am missing you way too much.

To the day our paths cross again, till then take good care of yourself.

Miss you.

Yours loving,
Me.