Today, you felt like home.
Usually you feel like childhood
Bittersweet
Like the mistakes of youth
Like the times that make you cringe
But then immediately laugh
Because no matter how mortifying,
You’re still glad to have
That story to tell
You’re that story.
Usually you feel like innocence
Like a threshold I crossed over
And can’t cross back
But I linger there
Afraid that you won’t follow
Usually, you feel like poetry
Like watching the sky break into
A blazing sunset
Like knowing there’s no camera,
That can ever capture that
Completely
But that doesn’t stop anyone
From trying
So, I too,
Will wring out poem after poem
Stringing words together
Into chaotic coherence
To make sense of you.
Sense of us.
But today, you felt like home.
Like the comfort of intertwined fingers
Like a place to fall apart and
Put yourself back together
And we didn’t speak a word
Poisoned with emotionality
Sentiment is more my forte
Than yours
And you still,
Felt like home.
Through a crackling connection
And bad Wi-Fi
You felt like home.
Like everything I know and love
And learned to love
You felt like home.
And I belonged.