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Homesick

Home has always been the place where you feel you most belong and are accepted.

Home can be so many different things to so many different people.

But the thing I've come to learn, is that home isn't always a place.

Home can be a thing you love, a certain scent or feeling, or a person you can't live without.


I've become homesick for a place I'm not even sure exists even more, a place where I'm at peace and loved by him without a worry in the world.


My home became him.
And I worry that I will never completely be at home again, because my heart is constantly elsewhere.

But, maybe that's the price you pay for allowing someone in.

Then, all of a sudden you're in a place you're supposed to enjoy and fall in love with, but all you can think about is being home and how you're not there.


You became my home because I left my heart with you while I was gone, knowing you would still be there with it when I got back.


I miss you.
I miss being home.


Oh god, I'm homesick.


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