Sometimes when I dream.
I see a home.
A home filled with a family.
None of them are related to each other.
But none of them care.
They spend every day with each other.
Joking.......playing......laughing...
Whenever one of them wept the others would always pick them back up.
None of them hated each other.
Because all they had were each other.
Sometimes somebody new would walk in that house and be welcomed with hugs and smiles.
They would feel loved.
I remember every time that I saw this..
I would smile.
I would walk to the door.
Ready to feel welcome as every member did.
I would turn the knob and open the door.
But when I walked in.
The house was empty....
-Eternis