Where My Heart Lies
My heart lies in a place where cobblestones meet the water’s edge. It lies where my journey began. The journey where I discovered myself. Where I went on wild adventures and experienced life in a way I had never done before. It was there in those cobblestones I found my voice. I found happiness and joy in the hearts of a family that I chose. It lies where the pinks and purples of the suns rays meet the tree line and kisses the asphalt. THIS IS WHERE MY HEART LIES.
My heart lies in the forest beyond the beach. It lies within the smiles and laughs, in memories never taken for granted and a hope to one day see their faces again. My heart lies in the shallow waters of the creeks that flow through woods and hills that leads to a lake. It was in that lake that I felt the warmth of acceptance. Of being apart of a family that was not given to me by blood, but a family that was given to me by the universe itself. It lies in where the sun burns the water in a vibrant orange and gently touches the saw grass. This is WHERE MY HEART LIES.
My heart lies in the long nights and short days. It lies where heartbreak happened and renewal took place. Where tears formed and were quickly washed away. My heart lies in the arms of people who see me, who love me, who understand me. My heart lies in the whirlwind of questionable decisions and fantastical conquests. It lies in the memory of overwhelming peace. It lies in the embrace of the ones I call family. Whose love will go with me wherever the winds sweep me. My heart lies with them. This is WHERE MY HEART LIES.
