Home. Home isn't the house I grow up in. Its not where I wake up every morning and go to sleep every night. Home is where I'm with you. I'm at home when I hold your hand or kiss you and feel the sparks. I feel at home when I hold you I my arms. It is just the greatest feeling to be home.
When I'm home I can be myself and let out all of my feelings. I can really express my emotions and not get made fun of for it. 
Where do I want to be for the rest of my life? Home.