Loving a person who's same gender as you, isn't easy. You'll go through rocks and cottons, light to darkness somedays saying goodbye without thinking how you both started. Nonetheless you'd start all over again without promising but start working prior to where you both lack the most.
She's an ocean, a blue deep person who can appreciate simple things, and simple events. She may never pay attention to what she have is perfect in my eyes, my heart's throbbing in fastened motion everytime we talked, and everytime I see her smile.
She may never know how beautiful, soft, and sweet her voice were everytime we do phone calls and she's starting to story tell about random things I always feel secured and loved by her lovely voice; like a lullaby singing me to sleep.
Loving a person who's same gender as you, will never be easy. But I don't care if we go through rocks and cottons, light to darkness and somedays saying goodbye without thinking where we started. I'll still go home, to her hugs and kisses, to her comforts and cares.
She is where I belong, she is where I used to go home because she's the only home where I can be myself, she's the only home who can read what I think, and she's the only home where I can find peace in the battle of love and affection, to she is where I always go home.