Home is where you are.

Is it possible for home to be a person and not a place?

I guess yeah, it is.

My home is waking up to the beautiful sunrise cuddled next to you.

My home is walking on the beach, hands to hands watching the sun setting in a flood of scarlet and gold.

My home is smiling at each other and walking the road of our future together.

It won't matter whether we have a roof above or walls beside, as long as you are there, it will be our humble abode, our own little home.
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