It makes me want you more. It makes home look so far away. There are things I'd rather do than sit in a room. In the arms of one who is miles and miles away sucks. Away from my family, away from a comfort level where appreciation comes from the heart.
Although being on the road has it's perks, I can do without sometimes. It would be nice if someone came with me, but that just doesn't look like it'll happen; at least, not anytime soon.
As I sit in my room, I wonder what I would be doing if I was home. Home in my apartment. Actually, I'll most likely be packing up my stuff at work getting ready to leave.