Feels Like Home

Your head gently rests on my shoulder.

As your hazel eyes look lovingly into mine. 

 

We both smile and softly kiss. 

 

Holding each other in an embrace.

 

That turns our two hearts into one. 

 

 

We didn’t know the other existed.

 

Not three months prior.

 

Now here we are.

 

Not being able to imagine life.


 Without the other.

 

 

For a day apart seems like a year.

 

And two feel like a decade. 

 

Luckily genuine love.

 

Has bonded us together. 

 

 

For it feels like home.

 

Being with you.

 

And that’s exactly.

 

Where I belong.

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