What missing you feels like
by deanna-m-reeder
It is feeling homesick
In your own bed
In the house you’ve lived in
Your entire life
Because home
Hasn’t been this town
Since the first time your smile
Took my breath away.
Home became
the passenger seat of your car
And the way you said
“I love you”
And
“You are so beautiful”
Without ever opening your mouth
Home was your mouth
Home was your laughter
Your hands
Home was how you talked about your dreams
Home was the summers
I naively imagined
Might be full of
County fairs
Counting stars
And watching fireworks
With you
And now,
Home is a place
You took with you
when you left
I wonder
If now that you are far away
In a different city
If you too feel homesick
For more than this small town