We drove by the highschool. Memories came back of the many times we met on the campus after school, to catch the bus together. The way we kept eachother in our arms. I miss her, when she's not there. I also remember the moment she met me, right when i came out the bus, to tell me that she has too much work, too much stress and she'd have to beak up with me. Rae, I love you. I remember her saying once that she's afraid to hurt me and to her, it was a reason to break up with me. Yet when she's not with me, it hurts the most. We drove by the highschool. I felt so excited, so close to her, when we reached her driveway. It's undescribable. I feel reborn. I feel home. Believe it or not, but my homesickness faints away at her house, with her in my arms, because I'm simply home already. Without really noticing that I had said thank you and left the car, I was simply carried by my thoughts and feet to her door.