Day 365 of 366: You Are My Home

When you touch my hand and your palm softly falls into mine
The familiar chords we don't know about quietly resound

Finally back home with Martin. They say that absence makes the heart grow fonder, and I can definitely vouch for that. Even after over 18 years of being together we miss each other badly when we are apart.

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