You are my home

I miss you

She called my cousin to bring her to the beach yesterday. If I were there, it would be me.

She called today to ask to come for spring, but I had already promised my friend she could live there when her apartment expires.

I heard my dad ask if I still remembered them in the background when she was talking to me. I remember. I remember and it all washes over me. I'm supposed to be by your side now as you age; when you can still remember me. There were times I was really sick and didn't tell you because I didn't want you to worry. Surely now you wouldn't tell me that you missed me, as you too, would not want me to feel guilty for living away from home.


You are my home.


peas of a pod