My eyes are swollen. My cheeks are raw. Salt tears keep flowing. My chest is contracted. My heart is heavy. I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe! I feel ripped apart, completely broken. I love you. I love you so much that it hurts. I am broken into a thousand pieces, shattered on the floor … More I am here
Do you remember how you used to feel as a little kid when you had to go to a sleepover somewhere, which was not home – while all you wanted was to be at home with your parents, your toys, your cats, your bed? Do you remember? How did it make you feel? Angry? Sad? … More Homesick. Sick of Home.