The heart calls home

Have you ever been in a state where you are some kind of lost. Not only lost in word, but lost in feelings. I wish I could create more space between the heart and the head. As I look up, soul of a woman was created for love and it all getting complicated when you have to deal with not only love, but action.

Here, where we locked the love. Here, where we treasured the fear of loving, and here, where we hide the tears. I call it, home.