Home sweet home./

I lived in a house for 12 years when I was little.
And I made as many memories as a little kid could.
I rode my first bike there, first learned how to walk, said my first word.
I did everything there.
It was my home.
But when I moved out, I was on a misssion to find a home. A home like that one.
And I'll tell you to this day ,I still haven't found one.
One who's white curtains flow as nice as they did on the windows.
One's who sunlight from the windows could lighten the whole room.
I never found one.. that was actually home.
I think that was the problem.
I wanted my home back.
I still do.