I miss you

My dearest Chow Mein,
Some say that you were a foreigner in our home. But we made you our own. Oh, there were the fast ones - Maggi, Top Ramen - but it is you that I craved for. You were there for my school lunches, celebrations and when I really needed you. Even after I left for college, I knew you would be waiting for me when I came home for holidays. Friends and family approved, and they shared my love for you.
And then I went further away. I looked for you in three different continents, in so many countries. I am not the first to be disappointed by love that is bought.
At home, I still can't get enough of you. But I think I have changed, and you have too.
Everywhere, I now make do with shadows of you, and the past.
Love always, xx