Home

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.