It was cold, but it felt like home
The zephyr blew in the memories
I remember when warmth was home
I remember when four of us were home

It was rough, but it felt like clouds
The petty arguments smelt like felicity
I remember when young was level-headed
I remember when home was angelly made

It was smooth, but it felt like cactus
The hot arguments burnt down the felicity
I remember I should've long forgotten it all
I remembered home and I am not fine at all

I remembered home
and it was broken home

^Love, Naomi^