i wish to go home

you teach me to come home when things hurt....when all my life all i'd learn is to run... run as fast and as far away from everything familiar when i am wounded, when i am bleeding, when i hurt. you teach me that home is a safe place. that you are my safe place.

you are my soul

you hold all that makes me sing... all that makes me smile... all that can make me cry...

you are all that is tender, all that is loving, all that is strong, all that is vulnerable in me. you are all the pieces of me that enables me to dream... to hope... to hold on and face all the odd.

i love you.