From Home to Haven

We went from in love,

To very deeply broken up.

It happened at the click of someone else's fingers.

I let them hurt me,

But worse than that I let them hurt you and me.

I let them break a two decade partnership,

That never had a single chip.

I ran and ran,

Almost reaching Cannes.

Yet,

Home is where the heart is,

Home is where the heart was,

Home is where the heart is.

Once my haven,

Who I am now craving.

As I open the door,

I realise this is no longer a chore.

Home is where the heart was,

Where it is,

And where it will be.

- Words by Kirsty Taylor, Photography by Louise Taylor.