It could’ve been harder for me if it wasn’t for the more important things that I needed to think about when I finally get back home. Still, it was hard. It was hard to leave. It was a place I always wanted to be at, always. No matter how some people say it’s not a place to be, it will always be a better place for me. It will always be beautiful to me. Always, always.
You will always be home to me.