if i were a place

then i would be that airport where you have your plane landed for a long layover before it reach to its final destination

a transition

fills with people passing by, for a brief moment taking a break, sometimes a nap, with their bagage. never stays for long.

they’re mind never been mine.

i was that strecht out moment, someplace to fill in the gap. between where you come from and where you wanna be.

some people i guess, just never meant to be home. for anyone.