When you hear this word, each person might picture it in many different ways.. Some said home is a family, the warmth, the unconditional love inside the house. Some pictured it as a place, where they feel comfortable there.. Some pictured it as a cozy house with all the nice furniture in it.. But whenever someone mention this word to me, I always see you in my head. Yes, home is a person for me. And it sucks when you have to lose the person, it ruins all of the idea to a nice, cozy home.