I weep as he holds me tightly to him, letting me feel for the first time in almost three years. It’s as if I’ve been turned off, the lights dimmed so as to never be seen. And now he’s here, and I can’t hide, but really, I don’t want to because he’s the only one that can make it all better. With just his arms wrapped around me and his lips against my hair. Because he’s my home.
