They always say never make homes in people.

But I’m afraid you are all I live in now

And I’m sorry but I’m moving in for good,

Because I’ve scribbled my thoughts across your walls

And you let me stay all the same.

And even when I was short of rent,

Even when I thought I wasn’t enough,
You kept me.

And you are the only bed that hasn’t been a nightmare

And I’ve curled up in your sanctuary.
You’ve tucked me in tight 

And now it’s time to sleep,

And sleep.

Within the castle I’ve built from your arms.

The cradle of my life.

The place to go when my storms arise.
Where I can hide,

Behind your defences.

Even if you think you aren’t tough enough.

Even if you think your foundations might crack,
like the thunder over head.

No matter what,

I’ll build you back up again,

To keep me warm and dry,

I’ll hold you up.

And I can be your home too.

If you need it.

I’ll give you a bed for the night.

For life.

Even though I might not withstand the weather,

Because I’m too soft.

Too small.

But I’ll dry you off when it all dies down
And you can feel my warm caresses

As though the sun is shining through the window.

So stay as long as you need.

Go when you please.

I think the doors I built, 

for you,

now stand open forever.

But God I never want to walk out yours,
For fear they could swing shut for good.
Because I could never find a place like you again.

A place so heavenly.

A place so divine.

A place to call my home.

A place to call mine.