Homesick

Homesick

They think of me often

Send photos and texts

Enjoy long winded conversations

About nothing

Laugh at the cliche

I think of them often

Worry and wonder

About what they're not telling me

How nothing

Can hold so much

I love and miss them dearly

Maybe more than they do me

We don't really talk about that

Sometimes nothing

Needs to be said

Natasha Head

There's a present waiting for me back home that I can't wait to get my hands on...plus it comes with love & hugs.