Home

I’m in her bed. Just lying there curled up next to her. Not talking much. She’s holding me and I feel safe. It feels like home.

I’ve always had trouble with the concept of home. Never really felt like I completely belonged anywhere. Always felt like I was looking for somewhere, someone to be home to me. Nothing feels more like home than her right now.



FUCK.

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