Home.

Hey, bud.

You.
Yes!!! YOU.
"If I know what LOVE is, it is because of you."
For the longest time I could never define what LOVE actually means because you can never actually define what love is, right? Definition for love is subjective and for me it is YOU.

It feels like sipping hot chocolate while gazing the stars in winters.
It feels like dancing in the rain while smelling the dewy petrichor.
It feels like eating mangoes with your hands even though it makes your hands messy.
It feels like listening to "Laal Ishq" when you cannot sleep.

People think that they know everything about love but then someone comes along and they rewrite it for you and you realise what you knew was so limited and so primitive.

For me, I find my place in between your arms, in between the warmth of your embrace and in between those little things that you do.
Which now I call it as my HOME.