I'm constantly,
pleasantly,
surpresed,
by your innate ability,
to know me.
To love me,
and comfort,
I find a familiarity with you,
one that needs no walls.
I would often lay in bed at night,
and be home sick,
laying in the house I lived in,
knowing this is not where I belong.
I have found it now though,
and it is with you,
when we go on adventures,
when we travel,
when we talk,
and when we lay in bed,
in the house we live in.