Habitat

Behind Every feeling is a force of either love or hate. Love is home. Our family is our home. We Need each other, and help each other. Giving and receiving together, a weight in balance. When I get home from other places, home is A haven for me, a Revery when I need something, My family is there. Truth, the house built to keep us warm is made of love. The Home allows us to be who we are, and explore what we want whenever we want. Safety, to be me is the most important Aspect of my home, like Finding who you are finally, Ending with being yourself. I have a Time piece, that I always want to keep by my side. I act crazy about if sometimes. Home is You being you, and me being me. Returning home Elates me, and allows me To be me. The house ever Unite us, with effort and love. Realizing that love is home, lets us Now know that this home holds us together. Home is what binds us together. All Our fears have no effect on our love. We have a Unique Story to tell. Each of us Sees that story, or just that one person who is a part of that whole. I feel and want to be Conscious to connect At home. And at Night when I am scared of my monsters, we trust each other. Sometimes I need to come home to Explain and confess the things I did wrong, and Exclaim what I did right!