Old flames tend to never die

Last night, was a roller coaster of emotions. I couldn't decide to be spiteful or welcoming. So many things were running through my head. Questions asking what was right or what was wrong. I hate to admit the fact that I felt at home again. Although it has been close to a year, it just seems as if nothing has changed. Right now, I'm just stumped.

Home, let me come home.
Home is whenever I'm with you.

Besides my dilemma, I've been receiving kisses from this cutie:

^ My little stud Zidane

XOXO