You arrive friday night around 7.
We have an amazing weekend together
same as always, a blur of happiness.
Sunday night rolls around and I feel
inspired? worried? excited! That's for sure.
We discuss the pros and cons of me
joining you on your five hour quest towards home.
the more we talk the more I smile
there's no reasons for me not to come
and my mother gives her blessing.
I step into your car feeling different,
I'll be going farther than ever in my near 17 years.
Your car is so warm and comforting,
my bed at this point would be the enemy,
empty without my lover's soft touch.
I'm so happy I can barely stand it.
as we slowly creep closer to your home,
I can literally feel the changes in places.
anytime I get nervous, I just turn my face
I look at you, my big strong lover
I know you're going to keep me safe.
We finally get to your bed an make love
it's different here, not better nor worse,
just much different from my bed.
I wake up in your bed right next to you
you're not going to go to work today.
I can hardly believe that I'm actually
in your house for the very first time.
Your parents don't know, no sleepovers!
On our first day we take a shower together,
and you show me around your house.
That night I meet your parents, and I'm surprised.
They're very pleasant and I quite like your mom.
The next morning you decide you're going to work.
I'm horrified by the idea of staying at your house,
especially since your mom and brother would be there.
You finally let me go to work with you,
but I'm not sneaky and your mother catches us.
When we get back to your house is when it really hits me,
I'm in Pennsylvania, a state 5 hours away from mine.
I feel overcome with joy, I've escaped!
Even if it's only for a short time.
I sleep over again anyway regardless of your mother,
hiding in your brother's room, we don't get caught.
The next day you take me around to see everything.
It's really surprising how different it is.
The sidewalk is beaten and warped,
I wonder how many lives have walked over this sidewalk,
people I'll never meet or get to know.
At night the fireflies come out, in plain view.
They're right in the street and of course..
I feel inclined to catch them and let them go.
I'll never forget laying in the grass in your backyard
watching you skateboard, reminding me how good you are.
I felt so proud of you, I was so content with life.
I'll never forget our trip to Wegman's
to get a simple "sub" and a 67 cent bottle of coke.
Nothing ever tasted so good, but then again
nothing tastes better than when I taste things with you.
Everything feels okay when I'm with you,
and being where you live, things back home couldn't get to me.
Friday morning the harsh reality set in.
I had to go back. Back to being miserable.
I would hide in your closet forever if it meant being with you.
I would hide under your brother's blankets
a million times to feel your bed again.
I miss the way your house smells, and the air outside.
I yearn for the ability to do whatever with you.
The taste of chocolate water ice and pretzels with cheese
still lingers on my tongue an reminds me how much I want it.
I used to love living here, in my small ocean state,
but now it feels so empty, something is missing.
I'm homesick for something that I've only felt once,
for a very short time, but a very sweet time.
I'm homesick for West Chester.
I'm homesick for you.
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