and I don't know if I miss it much.
All I know is that I miss...
my grandma boiling coffee,
and her mother cutting peaches,
my mother's soft hands freezing from the cold,
my sister jumping in the waves in summer,
my grandpa sewing leather shoes,
my father smoking on the couch,
my dog resting in the sun.
Home is now a beautiful illusion
and all I have now is memories.
V.
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