Two Places I Call Home

Two homes, one me. Two so different yet the same. One crazy, one calm. One clean, one not. Two places I know and love. Where you stay safe with the one you love. These are the places I want to spend the rest of my time. With all the priceless memories that don't even cost a dime. Both places are where my roots grow deep and family trees grow 50/50 is a common phrase. It's what I say when someone asks whose house I stay. But when I'm at one's house I know they give me their all. The feeling of hope and courage. The taste and smell of freshly cooked food. Seeing your friends, family, and loved ones play. With the sound of chatting and the TV in the background with sports on. With infinity of time left to spare. Where people are sweet as nectar and there's no bad in the air. Two homes, one me.