A House is not a Home.

A house is just a house.. Home, is where you are.. where my heart is..

We had the talk this morning. How it started was totally unexpected and caught me by surprise. But I figured it was time, therefore I let it out in the open. I kept waiting for a better time, a more appropriate moment to bring it up, but that opportunity never came. When my companion approached that subject, I saw no reason to dodge the question anymore. So now he knows. I’m finally relieved.