Do you remember the first time you took me home with you? I couldnât believe where I was, out of all the places in the world. Middle of nowhere America. Nobody knows where Missouri is, you know, and the fact that itâs called Kansas City is incredibly fucked up and misleading.
Meeting your mom, meeting Kay â that was the first time I ever realized what a home could be. What a home should be.
I mean, youâve met Vivienne. Youâve met fucking Morgan. We existed between a hundred beautiful walls, and we didnât want for anything. But we never made it a home, not the way you did.
I was empty when you met me, Ash. You have no idea how empty. I ran to the other side of the world, right to the middle of a war, because I was that desperate to feel something. And I ran right into you.
Any good thing about me, it came from you. Everything that makes me want to be brave, that makes me want to be better, itâs only because I know you. Thereâs nowhere for me to be thatâs not by your side. My home is wherever you are.
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