A postcard from home, part 1

I do not wish you were here
So don't expect a mug
Or an "all I got was this stinking..." t-shirt
Or some novelty glasses

No charming bracelets
Or Union flags
Can wave away my sentiment

I do not wish you were here
And not because I see you as extra baggage
Or because I'd try to lose you
Darting through traffic and dancing through crowds

But because I'm too proud
To share these newly-widened pavements
These dark canal paths
And those Justin Bieber hoodies (ironic?)

With you

I do not wish you were here
Not because I don't care
But because I do

Hmm... needs a redraft...