You. The image of perfection, can give me the feeling that im finally home. I learned home was not a place but a feeling, ive been living in many houses some real others metaphorical. The ones you cannot see are stacked high with my dreams and hopes that one day ill succeed. You. The feeling of breathlessness and hope. The thoughts that use to tear my body apart begging for me to look at them are gone. You say those three words and every bad thing ive ever had to endure is diminished. Its like you are my prince, the knight in shining tin foil who saves me and gives me a happily ever after. I only say tin foul because shining armiur is so overplayed. So lets be nerds together and sit and watch netflix. Lets spend our days proving to the world who we are. Lets build our home inside of our love and let it bloom into our house to make our future children glad to be there. You, the one thing who can tear me apart, yet is giving me back every piece of my broken reflection.