Almost home. Where does my heart belong exactly? Here? There? Somewhere other than here? No, my heart belongs to me; it belongs right here within me. I gave my heart away too many times; thinking each time was going to be different, as though it was going to be a fresh new start. It was always the same as it was previously. The desire for love has faded away, at least until the next time it comes to visit me. Maybe then, it will be different than it was prior.
G.G. Kalfas 