I never really understood the meaning of "home" until now. I thought it was a place, usually the place you live in. Or in some cases music. And it is - music is kind of a safe space for me or how louis tomlinson said: a real healer.
But in the last days/weeks I realised otherwise.
I met some people. I met them a long time ago but now I understand how special this is. To have people you trust with everything, with every piece of your body. To have people who love you, who are always there for you when you need them.
I realised that home is actually a feeling or sometimes just random people who mean a lot to you.
This feeling of safety, this amount of love, not specifically in a romantic way.
People you feel accepted and comfortable with. Where you don't have to pretend to be someone you're not. Where you can be who you want to be without being judged.
But also people you can laugh with or you can have fun with. People you can do shit with.
They'll stay with you forever.
They'll love you forever.
They'll always respect you and your boundaries even if they don't agree with you sometimes.
They'll always love you for the person you are.
They'll always accept the way you are.
And those people don't necessarily have to be your family.
They can be friends or something else.
Home also isn't always a place you live in. It doesn't have to be a place at all.
It's the feeling of comfort, where you know that you can be who you want to be.
I'd like to dedicate this whatever this is to lotta0028, Ellamara18, Letskarma, wolkenhasen, amors_arroww and so many more people i haven't tagged. I love you. You are home.
All the love -O
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RandomIf you want to read this, go ahead. I wrote this in a weak moment so don't expect smth good lmao
