Home

Where's your Home? She asked. 
Indeed a common question, that isn't unusual for someone to ask, whom you just met. But, it wasn't a landmark or a street that crossed my mind, it was the skin that kept me warm on a winter night, that laughter which reminds me to stay happy, those blank gazes at me like I'm precious, heartbeats that put me to sleep, kisses that replaced all the scars on my body, those stories that keeps my mind breathing, the face I wish to wake up to for the rest of my life, that person who is going to be my forever after. That's my Home.