Home

I remember leaving you.
I remember going on and leaving that place.
A place called home.
Living there for such a long time.
I miss my lessons.
I miss my teachers.
I miss my classmates.
I miss the canteen.
I miss the appartment where my hostfamily lived.
I miss the sounds of traffic, alarms going off.
One month fireworks.
I miss the cold and the warmth.
I miss my subway station.
I miss my way to school.
I miss my homework.
I miss you home, now more than ever.