Homesick

Home to me was never a place,

Always a feeling.

I let you in and

Then

Home had a center again.

It had its own gravitational pull.

I wanted to be home all the time.

Without you in my life,

Except for one month out of the year,

Wanting to go home becomes excruciating.

I want to go home.

Since home became a person,

I’ve never truly had a home.

I still have yet to find one,

My mind and body still yearning for you;

For home.

Hope this finds you well,

-L