home.

everyone belongs somewhere.

whether its the cozy home you go back to every night;

or the busy city that allows you to lose yourself once in a while;

that little caravan you live in because the travel bug inside you insists;

maybe its the sea, the crashing waves which you call your home;

or it could be a house with concrete walls which provides you with structure and strength.

we all have somewhere we call home.

and right now, i'm kind of missing mine.

i'm not somewhere too far away,

but i'm far from my home.

I miss driving alongside Penang night lights,

the weird quietness at 3a.m. when i'm staring at the ceiling,

that familiar corner that puts a smile on my face because I know i'm only a turn away from home.

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even if you're eager to embark on this crazy new adventure,

there will always be a part of you which will miss home, even for just a moment, nay? 

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so if today, for some reason, you're missing home - go back.

because home is a place that always welcomes you no matter what,

a place where you can be who you really are,

no pretense, no judging.

and most of all, home is where the love is.