Home is where I feel loved. A safe haven from the storm. A place where I can let
my hair and guard down, comfortable in sharing all that I am. Tears running down
my face in laughter or pain, when I’m home, it’s okay. You are my home.
Woman that loves you with all her heart and soul
Looking into your eyes is enough
Holding your hand is enough
Laughing with you until I cry or being with you in complete silence is enough
Knowing that you love me and you’ll always be there is enough
We’re complete people in our own right, but interlocking halves of the same soul, and that’s enough
That’s all I need
A boy of ten strolling down the street with Apollo, his cherished companion. Sturdy and strong in stature, the exuberant pup is all you see when you look into his hazel eyes. A boy and his dog. Growing together, playing together; forging an unbreakable bond.