It’s that feeling of comfort and safety.
The kind of something that gives you refuge.
You can always return, no matter how far you’ve strayed.
It reaches out to the innermost parts of you. The parts that make you feel so inadequate, so rejected, so uninspired.
Then it reminds you that there is no one more worthy than you.
It doesn’t give you butterflies, for butterflies last just long enough to give you an evanescent fix, much like a drug, and you’ll never ever get that high again, no matter how deeply you crave it.
Just as much as you seek it, it is seeking you. It’s a love that feels like home.
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