Finding Home

I've been looking for a home my entire life. I keep questioning myself, what is it home look like? Is it a place? Is it a person? Is it the weather? Is it chocolate? Then, what is it?
Afterward, I described the definition of "home" that I wanted. Home is something that makes me feel secure in this scary world
Home is something that makes me feel hugged when the entire universe is against me
Home is something that makes me feel brave even for the thing I fear the most
Home is something that makes me feel comfortable telling everything inside of my head
Home is something that makes me feel excited to start a new day
Home is something that makes me feel ready to conquer the galaxy
Home is something that makes me feel okay, even if I'm not okay
Home is something that I really want to find
After deep contemplation, I decided, that for me home is a person.
A person whose kind-hearted A person whose dream as big as the universe
A person whose angelic hearted A person who stays whatever the storm is around
A person who opens their beautiful soul to guide me
A person whose close next to me at my worst
A person who god-sent just to me
Now, I'm in the middle of finding my home. Sooner, or later, it doesn't matter. It is better to wait a bit longer, as long as I find my best home.