Here I feel safe, in a gated community with fountains and perfection.
There I feel exclusive.
The people I love and the people who love me only love me when I’m there.
Here I’m in a bubble.
Protected from all bad.
There I’m a visitor.
No gates to protect me.
I take a breath here.
That in which I live here. Sleep here. Comfortable here.
I’m anxious there.
Because he makes feel me nervous and special.
Here I am new.
For I have only lived protected for but a little while.
There I am familiar.
For I had lived unprotected for years.
I have love here. They love differently.
I have love there. For I was raised knowing them.
But I prefer to be there with the ones I have affection for.