unsteady

"Sometimes you need to stray before you realise you want to be home."

I looked you in the eye because you did not get it. "What if I dont want to go home?", I threw your analogy back at you. I see your face fall. I think you finally get it.

I thought I had it all figured out too. I did not.

Whatever that was, was never was home. This though; you make me feel like home.

I dont know what I'd do without you.