Just ignore this late night rambling of me being homesick...

CURRENTLY WATCHING:
House

Being home is already hard.
I want to go back to Portland already.
But what I want to go back to doesn't and won't miss me.
I'm homesick for a time and place and a spot in a persons heart that is so far way.
And I don't know how to get back to that time or place...or person.
No. That is not true.
I do know how to get back.
But the process of getting back might be too hard.
To get back I have to be hurt over and over again.
I have to let someone take the remainder of their anger and hurt and frustration out on me.
To get back I have to let someone finish rejecting me completely in order to want to come back to that place with me.
I have to be forgotten in order to be remembered.
The worst feeling in the world is being homesick for someone that doesn't miss you back.