The person will be like home. Somewhere I run to seek comfort and shelter. Where I feel safest and most comfortable. When I am tired, to have a good rest soundly and replenish energy. To be able to sleep soundly with, to share my joy and sorrow. To know my deepest darkest secrets and my fears. My favourite things and bad habits. To understand fully and not judge. To be as solid as a concrete house and not crumble, being able to withstand the toughest of winds and thunders. Thats the kind of love I seek.
-Tricia, 11:16pm
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