Isn't it funny how you can find yourself surrounded by the most beautiful places, but find yourself yearning for home instead?
There has been so much I have felt in the past few weeks that seem to be lost in translation. So much I want to say, yet cannot find the courage that I have the right words to pour my heart out.
I have yet to feel my heart ache so much. Missing someone is one of the heaviest weights to carry. To want to reach for their hand, but being physically unable to. To wish you were anywhere but where you are, to have them by your side. To wish fate would kindly rest your souls together now. It has been a while since I have felt this lonely, and I cannot begin to describe how much I wish to see you smile at the sight of mine. To be able to sit beside you and laugh so much that my lungs are exhausted but happiness consumes every fiber of my being. To have the comfort of having you beside me. We don't even have to speak a word. Just knowing you are here, with me - I cannot describe how much that means.
Truth be told, I am glad to be home.
I don't ever want to leave without you again.