A song was recently sent to me by an old boyfriend:
Come Home - One Republic
[Verse 1]
Hello world
Hope you're listening
Forgive me if I’m young
For speaking out of turn
There’s someone I’ve been missing
I think that they could be
The better half of me
They’re in their own place trying to make it right
But I’m tired of justifying
So i say you’ll..
[Chorus]
Come home
Come home
Cause I’ve been waiting for you
For so long
For so long
And right now there's a war between the vanities
But all i see is you and me
The fight for you is all I’ve ever known
So come home
Oooh
[Verse 2]
I get lost in the beauty
Of everything i see
The world ain’t as half as bad
As they paint it to be
If all the sons
If all the daughters
Stopped to take it in
Well hopefully the hate subsides and the love can begin
It might start now..Yeahh
Well maybe I’m just dreaming out loud
Until then
[Chorus]
Come home
Come home
Cause I’ve been waiting for you
For so long
For so long
And right now there's a war between the vanities
But all i see is you and me
The fight for you is all I’ve ever known
Ever known
So come home
Oooh
[Interlude]
Everything i can’t be
Is everything you should be
And that’s why i need you here
Everything i can’t be
Is everything you should be
And that’s why i need you here
So hear this now
[Chorus]
Come home
Come home
Cause I’ve been waiting for you
For so long
For so long
And right now there's a war between the vanities
But all i see is you and me
The fight for you is all I’ve ever known
Ever known
So come home
Come home
What happens though, when "Home" isn't the same to you as it is to someone else? What if your "Home" is where the water is? Where the love is? Where you can feel and breathe and be who you want to be who you are meant to be, who you need to be. Without apology, without fear, just you.
I cry so often lately, sometimes I think I'm cracking, but I think I'm finally allowing myself to feel. I'm letting myself feel the pain, allow the tears to wash over me and wash away the pain. I know there is nothing bad in tears and tears can heal. They aren't weak, I'm not a sissy. I'm just someone feeling what I feel and its okay.
I still don't let anyone see me cry though ;) I'm not going THAT far yet :)
So here's to Home, may you find it. May you have it, and if you do, please share what that looks like to you. To me it’s a place where my heart lives…unabashed, unafraid, unbreakable, unbelievably real.
I haven't found it yet, still looking :)
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