The house

Jul 21, 2004

last night i was thinking...and the house i used to live in popped into my head... i hated that house when i lived there...i really did...but now that its gone i really miss it... i really do...i felt at home there...i felt comforted...i didn't feel out of place...but here where i am now...i feel so vulnerable... it just feels wrong...like this isn't where we are supposed to be...that wasn't just a house we lost...it was our home...that was what held our family together... i know it sounds stupid...but now...after we lost the house...the biggest thing in our lives...nobody cares anymore...nobody...now its just so cold...all we do is sit around...there is no happiness...there's no love...its all gone...maybe its all still in that house...its somewhere...but its not where it should be...