Texas

I am miles away from the place I call home. The place that I was born and was raised. The place where I spent years making friends that felt more like family to me.
I miss the people who made my life better, I miss the state that defined my existence.
I miss not having to prove that I have friends and that I'm not lonely.
I miss having a friend I can tell secrets to or someone to hang out with after school.
I miss hearing the country accents of my fellow Texans.
I miss the cowboy boots and driving by Texas Roadhouse.
I miss being known as a person and not the quiet new girl.
I miss my home.