Home is no longer a place

It’s when his lips touch my forehead

When his arms envelop me tight

When my nose smells his hair

When my thumb rubs his cheek

It’s when we spend time playing some money-wasting games

When we listen to our song before we go to bed

When we’re apart but we have the same food for lunch

When we look at each other’s eyes and smile

Home is no longer a where