I've been on tour for nearly a year. I can't wait to go home to see my girl. Caroline. I'm feeling a bit homesick. Just remembering her dancing in kitchen, singing my favourite songs, swinging on the front porch laughing at the dogs.
If home is where the heart is, I'm home sick for you.
I'm going home! That's final. Todays the day!
I can't wait to look into her brown eyes and kiss her lips. She thinks I'm coming home in a week. Well baby , here I come.
Text-
Sorry, I hate the wait. Just one more week.
I text her an smile at the little lie I just told. Here I go. Home. To my baby.
I arrive at our home. The dogs are playing, she's sitting on the front porch, swinging. Singing.
" OH MY GOD!!" she screams an runs to me.
" your early!" She smiles. And kisses me.
" baby, I was homesick. " I kiss her. She has the music up. My favorite songs. She sings along as I twirl her. She giggles as we dance on the porch.
Home is where I belong.. ❤
