Aw, Texas, I hardly knew thee

At this time every year, I feel a pain in my chest that only can signify one thing. I miss home terribly. The problem is now I'm not sure where home is. I guess I feel a nostalgia for the lone star state, the place of my childhood. Texas well always have so many good memories. And perhaps what i miss is my roots. Texas meant a lot to me for a long time. The question is, is that really my home? I don't think so. I'm not enamored of the state like my mother. I'm so over it. But i still miss it terribly.