When you were still here

Things aren't the same anymore.
There's no thrill in jumping onto train tracks when you hear a train coming.
No fun in buying your favorite cigarettes at the run down gas station.
nothing is the same.
I've tried to go back and do the things we did when you were still here, but it's not the same.

"I promise that you'll never be lonely."

EDIT: was my first book off wattpad, made when i was 15, many errors, plot holes, and rambling. read at your own risk.