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Homesick
I was taught that homesickness is an ailment derived from being away from a place
But no one told me that “home” could be a person
That his body would be my bed
his eyes my windows
and his hugs my fireplace
I felt more grounded in his arms than I ever did standing in my own living room
Believe me when I say that having a house has nothing to do with geography
It concerns the way I crave his presence when I’m alone
and the way his voice has become my favorite song
So turn on the porch lights, baby
because I’m coming home.
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I currently fell in love for the first time and I've never been drunk but sometimes he makes me feel that way. This is dedicated to him, because he feels like home.