Home pt. deux.

If there is one thing I wish I can keep it forever in a loop albeit it being a bittersweet moment, let it be this -- I cried at the lyric of a song that says something along the line "I want to come back home" on the way back from Dublin to KL.

Home is where the heart is, no?
My heart must've been everywhere and nowhere, because then if the quote rings true I am homeless af.

I thought I'm gonna let this go and let everything go and let everything be.
Like, not hoping on anything at all anymore.
(but i am a freakin' hopeless romantic as long as i can even remember)

At times I feel I am home.
At times I feel like I am lost.

"All my friends have come to find another place to let their hearts collide"