“I know I’ll be home soon, I just-..” Jon spoke quietly to you over the phone that was hooked to the wall, his words fading as he found himself unable to truly describe what he was feeling. His gaze following the crowds of people backstage as he let his gaze fall to the ground. He was in a hard place emotionally, he had been on tour for over a year and all he wanted to do was be home with you, you were his home.

He didn’t know how to be himself if you weren’t there, you were familiar and comfortable.

“..I just miss you, I want to be home.”

He spoke softly, he had never had to feel like this—his heart was really making him follow two separate paths, he loved his fans and he loved being able to express himself and perform but what did that matter if he couldn’t have you? He wanted to be with his home.