Have you ever felt that way,
Meeting someone you love after a long time,
You are nervous,
You’re nervous not because of the things that has changed
But because it is the first time you are actually feeling it touch your soul.
Like your heart beats faster or slower than usual,
Your minds keeps thinking of all the zillion ways the meeting can happen,
You keep trying to make it easy on you but also you’re scared of anything going bad.
Well, I felt that way too,
I lived through out all this time without a heart,
But I never felt a need to get it back just because it is not well taken care of.
Because deep inside I know that a broken home is some how still a Home.
I feel like I’m are going on an adventure with no destiny,
Praying for something I don’t know about,
But I still keep going and keep praying.