S“o I grew roots in the dark.NYou don’t have to stay here.”
No hand reached for the handle.
No voice whispered,
ao footsteps stopped outside.
Ind called it a home.
built a door inside myself
IT usually go to my grandparents house once every few weeks, they live in a small town in south Italy, the type where everyone knows each other, the thing about this town is that it’s really religious, so you can find multiplehere’s someone inside the chapel next to my house
I found out that he loves his brothers and cousins, and that they still play outside like little kids.
I found out that he loves nature and fishing and hiking and camping and the stars and being out in the open air.