A HOUSE IS NOT A HOME

this song sums it up best for me.

of course, i don't mean it exactly like the lyrics meant for it to be - romantic.

your house is only a home when your heart and soul are there.

if you know me, you'll know where my heart is.

A chair is still a chair
Even though there’s no-one sitting there
But a chair is not a house
And a house is not a home
When there’s no-one there to hold you tight
And no-one there you can kiss goodnight

have you ever walked into a room, to see him in his chair, poring over something on his desk?

and as he hears you walk in, he glances up and gives you a grin that's so adoringly goofy?

for that one moment, that room is home.

A room is still a room
Even though there’s nothing there but gloom
But a room is not a house
And a house is not a home
When the two of us are far apart
And one of us has a broken heart

you turn the key into the place you call home.

as you step into the room, an irrepressible sense of loneliness beseiges you.

it's empty, dark and cold.

and from that moment, that room becomes the last place on earth you want to be.

Now and then I call your name
And suddenly your voice appears
But it’s just a crazy game
When it ends, it ends in tears

you fall asleep all alone in bed.

you think you hear him, but as you reach for him, he vanishes.

you wake up breathless, and sobbing uncontrollably.

I’m not meant to live alone
Turn this house into a home
When I climb the stairs
And turn the key
Oh, please be there
Still in love with me

so here's an achievable, grown-up wish for the year...

i wish to go home.

*now if only i can click my heels three times and come home.