It has been 4 years since i was last here . . .
I have missed the the way the wind blew my hair in the afternoon . . .
I have missed the the colors displayed as the sun sets . . .
I have missed sitting with the buttercups in the field while watching soccer . . .
I have missed the refreshed feeling i get after singing my heart out at the bridge with him . . .
I have missed everything about this town . . .
I have missed being home . . .
But i cant make myself smile and say "Home, Sweet, Home" . . .
I just cant . . .
