Homesick is a feeling I know well.

I have been away from my home for 13 years.

3 years from now is when I go back

and stay there permanently.

I long for that day when I get on the plane,

travel for a few hours, land in my home state,

and finally feel like that is where I belong.

I long to be home again.

I don't fit here.

This is not where I belong.

The day I get on the plane to go home

will be the day I cry tears of joy.

If I had the choice to go home now,

I would.

"Home is where the heart is," as they say.

My heart is in California.

California is where I belong.

Homesick is what I feel when I think about

California.

I feel love, I feel homesick, I feel like I

shouldn't be here, and that I should be

in my home state.

I wish for nothing more than to be there.