Sometimes, home isn't just a place, it's a person.

I never understood the concept that home could be a person, until I met my person.
my person asked me to be his girlfriend, and obviously I didn't say no. I've had past relationships, all of which were terrible and with people who treated me horribly. However, there was never a doubt in my mind that he would hurt me. I found myself falling very hard and very fast for him, and I was absolutely fine with that.
My person was the dream guy i'd always hoped and wished for- tall, handsome, funny, loyal, and complimented me in a way I never thought a person could.
He changed me for the better. All of my bad habits quickly turned into good ones, and I know that I have him to thank for that. He saw things in me that I didn't see in myself, and made me feel loved every second of every day.
We went through some pretty tough times during few months, and he was there for me through it all.I never felt alone whenever I had a problem or a bad day. He kept me calm even though he was worried himself. He held my hand when I wasn't feeling well, and did his best to make things easier for me whenever he could. Whenever something good happened, he was the person I would go to. If he ever made me upset, he would automatically come by to make things better. There was never a time that I couldn't trust him, whether it be with secrets or personal things within our relationship.
Naturally, all couples fight and have the "what if" moments in their relationships, but this was different. We are two totally opposite people- i'm outgoing, while he's quiet and reserved. We have slightly different morals, and those differences definitely reflect and show through in our relationship. We've treated each other badly sometimes, yet we consistently find ways to better ourselves.
Before my person, I had a very different perception of what love was. I was always the type of person to need constant attention and affection, and I didn't see that as a bad thing. However, with him, I don't need to be reminded every five minutes how he feels about me. I know that there is a mutual love between us, and just little "good morning" or "bed love you" texts are more than enough to get me through the day.
I know i'm not a perfect person, and he isn't perfect either. But, I know that we're perfectfor each other. People don't really understand our relationship and why we keep fighting for each other even when things go bad, but we have a bond that only we can understand and share. That's what I mean when I say that home is a person. Wherever he is, I know I want to wind up. The most calming thing to me, and the thing that can suddenly make any problem of mine go away is just cuddling up next to him, and hearing his heart beat, or his breathing change when we share little kisses. The person I fell in love with doesn't speed my heart rate up or make me anxious- he calms me down in a way that I didn't think I could be calmed down. Of course I get butterflies when we're together- what girl doesn't when they are with the love of their life? To me, my boyfriend is the most handsome person i've ever seen, and I continually realize how blessed I am to have him as my own and I pray every day to be able to share the rest of my years out with him.

~Yudha Aris Setiawan