They have no idea what its like to have your entire life split between 2 completely different geographic locations. Its difficult to call a place home when you are only a goddamn visitor for once a year. Its difficult to split your heart into two parts, one craving for a serene homeland that it takes
My home is a battlefieldwhere silence on the dinner table is a war cryIts funny because we make sure to hang the best portraits where everyone is happyyet happiness feels like the voice of a bird singing in a distant landwhich visits the neighbor’s house sometimes but never happens to travel to our front yardOur