home is where the heart is

watching you leave is the hardest thing I go through...its not the constant poking and prodding or the lack of constant sleep. When you come I enjoy the company but its having that piece of home with me is what makes me feel complete. I miss you instantly when you walk away...some days its easier to sit by myself then to have to watch you walk away. this life isn't fair and it makes no sense how one thing doesn't always add up but we learn to roll with the punches and we learn to be a family miles apart. The distance is hard but once we all come together its like a musical in a movie, everything is in sync and perfect. I miss you more then you know and I know if you could stay you would, but I wouldn't let you...this isn't where you belong; its where I call home but its not where my heart is.