At this moment, gazing at the stars reminds me of the home that I never had. It is surprising how it seemed like a house at that moment. But I met you when I least thought I'd ever find a home. When I felt out of space and wondered my existence, you showed me my depth. The sunrise felt like a ray of relief with another day of wonder. The mountains seemed like an answer to my method of madness. The rain felt like my traumas were being washed away—all with you by me. You were the home I never had. But when you were out of reach, it seemed like what it was to be taken away from home. It was a night sky without the sky on top and the day without the daylight. It was when I decided to find you. I realized it was me whom I'd been dreaming of. I was the home that I saw. The materialistic world never seemed to satisfy me. How everyone was trying to fit into the norms atypically was my trauma trigger. The sunrise was my body, the mountains were my personality, and the rain was the passion I had in my life, which were the most important things to me. It is my joy, my route to home I might have one day in this search in the savannah. A home is a necessity for every character in the play. this time, it was me.