Used to be

A lot of my writing you'll find came from the end of a 5 year relationship which I'm most grateful that he gave me the talent to write

You used to be home to me. Being with you, thinking of you, seeing something that reminded me of you, it all felt like home. But sometimes you move away from home and that house becomes vacant with all of your good and bad memories. It's like when you move away to a new house and you drive past your old house just for the nostalgic feelings and the lost memories. That place is still there, it has not gone away and it still is alive with new things to fill it and changes to the design and getting worn in new place aces and improving in others. It still, even when changed, holds a place in your mind, heart, memories, soul even. But it's no longer yours. You're off to find a new home. And when you find this new house filled with endless opportunities and new things to try and new interior, you pursue it. But It will take awhile before it will feel like home, and it will never be like your first home.

Author's Note

I know I'm know writing master but just let me know what you think! I love constructive criticism or any thoughts. But be nice... this is the first time I've ever gone public and I'm slightly terrified.

Reviews

[ruth]

i just read your author's note. you shouldn't be worried, it's not bad. it deeply relates to most people, i would think. this type of writing would be appreciated because people can understand what you're saying and why you're saying it (maybe). this was a good start to show the public

[write her story with lo..]

No* see, already messing up.