Spilled Ink

girlonthewall:

It will be simple, because the best things always are like being tucked up on my sofa behind a locked door with my legs curled under me and the years of wandering aimless looking for somewhere to call my own marked in scrapes from too small shoes and running into walls with history written all over my tired feet, there will always be maps on my toes from dead ends and unjust forks in the road that always took me to another city, another alienated street but all of those wrong turns and disappointments will lead me right to the warm side of the window and I’ll know exactly where I am, on safe ground in the peaceful home that I had been searching for all along.