I miss a lot of things about you. i'm getting ready to go out into the city with my friends, but there are parts of you i wish i could take with me - there are a lot of parts of you that i have taken with me.
but i wish there was more snow so i could count the footprints, i wish sometimes that my stupid glove still smelled like beer. i wish there was someone to dance to miley cyrus with me even though we all know it probably isn't cool.
home isn't really the place, home is the people.
but i have new places to go, and new people to meet. and maybe it's all a little fast-paced, but sometimes you can't let yourself stop moving for too long. there needs to be a place to go. people to see, things to do, laughter to be had. otherwise you might just let that little bit of sadness drag you down.
love,
me
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