Home is where you sleep.
Home is where you eat.
Home where love never dies.
Home is were family begins.
When I was young I thought home was where you could hang out there from times to times, but when I began to grow I realized that home is were you grown with love and passion.
Home can be somewhere a place were we fight, but home will forever be somewhere where you can rely on someone.
For me my home is somewhere where I can sit beside someone that hugging me someone that I can eat with, play with ,help with and someone I can have a connection with and of course someone that I can love.
Home is where I cry.
Home is where I grow.
Home is where I live.
And home is where is where Love will never die.