Idealism Trashbin

Place
where you can laugh to break the silence of the night.

Place
where you can always go and be there for you,

to
serve a hot coffee or a coke,

or
a single pan pizza.

Place
where you can share your emotion and your feeling,

without
fear, without secret.

The
place that I adore,

despite
all the lousy things on that place.

I
found that place,

but
that’s not a home of mine.

I
don’t own it.

Never
will be.

However,
it feels right when I just see the place.

And
thank you to the place where I can sit for a while,

before
I go again to continue my journey…