Home. in In My World

She told me last night that I was home to her.

I could have cried. It made me feel so much better because I knew exactly how much it meant to her to say it out loud. How much it means to me. A crazy amount.

Because Steven is the only home shes ever known. How can it be that I’m the one helping her mend the broken pieces? How can I be the one helping her through everything? What makes me so special? Why me?

I’m glad we both found our home. Finally.