people keep saying that it'll get easier
that the constant longing and
aching for you to be here
will subside.

but here I am.
laying in a cold bed
yearning for a warmth
a blanket could never provide.

and here I am
sitting in class
trying to take notes
and not knowing what to do
with my hands.

the only home I've ever known
is 306 miles away from me
and all I can do

is trust and know
that one day soon
I will get to say..

*"I'm home."