I remember when I first left my parents' home. I didn't know where to go. I couldn't find a place to settle down and everywhere felt wrong.
But then you came into my life.
And I realised why nowhere felt right.
It's because I'm not looking for a place, but a person.
And Terri, my dear, you are my h o m e and nothing will ever change that.
YOU ARE READING
29 Words
Short StoryOne word for every month we've been together. Terri, I love you, but it's time to say goodbye. (Cover by @gnarly-)
