mY house..

i dont if your subconscious has a way of lettin you know things that you clearly have no clue will happen or remind you of things your heart is trying to suppress. there's a house around my way on a dead end block. everytime i park my car on that block i hav to walk past this house...theres something about this house that reminds me of him.

i know it sounds weird, how can house remind you of someone, but it does. maybe its' bc it seems like a house that doesn't belong in new york or at least not in the bronx. it seems like it belongs in another city in another state...but something about that house makes me nostalgic and at the same time makes me feel comfort like i want to walk into that house and find a couch and curl up with a blanket. when i walk by it makes me think of how i can see myself living in that house...not now...but later...

so for now tha's my comfort house the one i hope to live in when i'm older...the one that gives me peace after a long, stressful day...its weird i know but ive been to many cities that are not my own but maybe eventually a bronx girl will end up living in a place other than the bronx or new york..

so if in the end i hope whereever the future takes me, my home makes me feel jus the way this one does..."in your house i long to be"