here

That's the difference.

When you're coming back home and you know there's someone who loves you waiting for you; when you're coming back home from another home, which you feel yours as well, because it has so much love inside; when you're coming back home and you don't feel alone, even if concretely you are, even if this city is not your home at all.

When you're coming back home and then you arrive, and there's a letter of your father which tells all this much, and so much more.

I cried, and I'm still crying,

but that's different.