Everywhere

There is something about this place that keeps pulling me back,

 stopping me from going home.

I find myself dreaming about you,wandering on your road, roaming in your lanes.

I hear the trees speak of you and the way these Victorian walls make me travel back in time, make me relive your memories as i walk in your corridors...

Maybe it's your silence that soothes my wandering soul.

I don't know,

I really don't.

I run out of reasons every time i think of one.

I tried but couldn't stay away.

I feel close, i feel you everywhere.