Drop in the Ocean

Home is not a place. It is always a feeling. We always feel at home with the person we love the most. We feel the sense of comfort inside their arms... But in my case, home is no longer available. He's my home, but when I lost him, I lost my home.

I was so used to having him around me. It felt like I don't know what to do if, at some point, I will never see him around me... If I will never feel the warmth he used to give. His love makes me stronger every day... but how can I continue living my life every day if I feel so weak that he does love me no more?

Upper East Side 3 of 8.
Kaela Aveline Cazarez.