Leaving hurts every time.
My visits remind my fragile soul,
That there's a huge part of me missing.
Hearing the familiar cackle,
of my chicken legged aunt.
Seeing my sister's familiar warm grin.
It's so easy to forget about you all when I'm away.
Maybe that's why I never stay.
It's more convenient to ignore those memories.
Rather than putting my heart at jeopardy.
But don't think for a second,
That I have no love for you.
In fact there's almost no one I adore more.
It's why my chest is so sore.
The same view every departure.
Putah Rd. Exit that makes me giggle each time.
4-Lane Highway swarmed with various cars.
Sunkist Orange washing over the horizon.
An emotionally distraught familiarity.
Soon I'll be home.
Safely tucked away.
Always wishing I would have stayed.
-queueofthoughts
