my new home

It's where we share laughs over the dumbest, silliest, most immature things ever. It's where we tell of our frustrations, our stresses, our deepest fears and weaknesses. It's where we spend all night "studying" at the library every night for a whole week. It's over meals at cheap fast food restaurants at 4 in the morning. It's when we laugh until we cry, or cry until we laugh. It's warm and comforting... like home should be.


It's bittersweet; as much as I'd like to go back to my old home, I know it won't ever be like it used to be. So I'll find comfort in my new one.

"Even still, even now, even though we fell apart
Even still, even now, I hope you'll be okay"

So much on my mind...