i never had a home, so to say

i never had a place where i was safe or loved,

never had a place to call home,

and that was what i needed,

more than anything.

as a kid i would find small pieces of it everywhere,

my broken home had shattered into tiny pieces and planted itself into the people i knew,

the people i no longer know,

as they left i lost all senses of that piece of me,

those pieces i lost left me homeless and without hope,

i gave up.

i was alone...

that's until i found them,

as i walked alone,

i met a group of angels,

they said that they would never leave,

they showed me the most beautiful sights,

gave me the most beautiful memories,

and after a while,

they showed me peace,

they gave me a home,

and now,

i look around and realize i finally have a place to call home,

it is not a house or a location,

its our little group,

me and my angels,

our little family created a home we all knew we needed,

it is safe and warm,

and it never goes away,

i am forever grateful for my angels,

this home will always be here until we all fly away.