Homesick

Along the  river Avon I thought fondly of my family
With love
But I did not miss them yearn for them long to see them
The way I do here
Maybe it's the setting
An austere hostel
Maybe it's the lack of scenary
With the river I felt at home and with company
Here surrounded by buildings
Eating alone in a cavernous common room
I feel just for home
Wishing my flight tonight was to take me home and not to see my best friend
Maybe it's the lack of facetime these two days
Or the very short calls
Or the knowledge that my credit has run its course
But I miss home