homesickness.

This evening, when I went dinnner with my colleagues,
I gave my mom a phone call and I told her that I
would not have dinner at home this evening.
After the phone hanged up, I felt lonely.

Without you waiting me at home, it seems there’s no
reason to go home earlier. the place you at is my home.
So I have no home now.
and I think I became homesick.
When I walk, I miss your hand which leaded me.
My eyes stopped at the little restaurant we’d been in.

When will you talk to me?
When will you bring me home?
I’m waiting...
I’m waiting....

honey...
I’m waiting for you....