You won't miss me, you won't even blink. But as the leaves start to fall and the air gets cold to where you can see your own breath, know I miss you. When you walk across the grass in the middle of the night staring at the stars, know I miss you. When it starts to snow and your cheeks get red, know I miss you. When you shuffle over the ice and can't help but laugh, know I miss you. When you start your car and get a jump scare at 6am, know I miss you. When you step outside and look-over, I hope that maybe you'll miss me too.
(Losing a friend.)
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Excerpts I'll Never Tell
RandomRandom thoughts and write outs in my mind, from mostly emotional times.
