Tuesday, November 8, 2011

let me come home

Home, let me come home.
Home is wherever I'm with you.
Home, yes I am home.
Home is when I'm in love with you.



Every time I hear this, I think of her. It's been stuck in my head for the past 3 days, playing nonstop on repeat.

She was a vital part of home for me.

Fresh home from vacation and all I wanted was to hold my baby.

She will always be my sassy owl-eyed cat, and I will always be her little girl.