I could tell you to come home, while you are a thousand miles away in a place you call home.
I could tell you to come home and fix me, in the four walls that makes up mine.
I've come to realize that home isn't a place, not a city or a state, its a feeling.
Home, doesn't have an address, it has a beating heart and sweaty palms, it has a comforting tone and a warm presence.
And since you've been gone, I haven't been quite home.
Isn't that what we're both striving for. To reach the moment when we're both in each others arms, where we both feel home. suffering the distance so that one day this distance will completely vanish and all the goodbyes will vanish into a goodnight in each others arms.
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