You feel like home to me

and I don’t know how to explain it

but you do

there’s a piece of my heart

that evidently got left with you

(regardless of whether or not you noticed)

I left almost all the pieces here when I left

I just didn’t realize until halfway through

but I realized

and when that happened

it hurt hard

and for some reason

(the home-ness probably)

I got this notion that you could heal me

but I need to heal myself

I know this

I’m a grown up and I cannot rely on others for my agency

yet connection is what I’m about

and connection is what you’re about

and I love you for many reasons

but the compatibility

of you and I’s soul-speak is certainly something

even if you don’t understand my poems always

and even when I’m ten steps behind you

you somehow feel like home to me

and believe me 

that means the more than the entire cosmos