almost home....

as time flies
leaving me in this place
that i now
call home
a place that stores
many beginnings
but none of what
you call endings
the pure anticipation
that makes me skip a
beat
often leave me
wondering, when
will i ever feel
home
in this home
with four walls
and a roof
or maybe it is
a house...
never really is
a home...
because my home
is where my heart
truly belongs
never here
but a place
somewhere else
yet to be discovered...
but i am nearer...
almost home...