A Place You Can Carry With You

Airnote  ·  Kanna  ·  Sep 13, 2026

Yu said — there's no place I can confidently call mine.
There's a certain place, but I barely go back there. There was a plan for a traveling companion, once, too.

Maybe it's skin. Human skin, Yu laughed.

We touched, skin against skin on the sofa, kissed warm.
Yu said — maybe I can only feel my place while touching like this. Maybe I just have to live by touching.

The place might change. But the moment of touching someone, feeling warm — that, you can carry anywhere.
That might be Yu's place. A place you can carry with you.

It's okay not to know yet. Even if only the outline showed today.