Whenever I go out,

I always seek for my tree.

It’s almost like my life is pointless without it.

I search everywhere

but I just can’t find it.

Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of horror.

Trees were falling and time was running out.

Then I thought, 

maybe there wasn’t a tree for me.

Then I realized…

among all the leaves I see,

my tree was where it should be…

Home.