sometimes friends grow close over years of shared experiences.
other times friends form immediately, perhaps in an obstacle course.
i saw you today, sarah. as clear as if you were actually standing right in front of me. pink cheeks. ponytail. the slender point of your fingers; the gesture of a story. the sound of your voice. hey auds. hours talking in your car in front of my house. dashboard confessions long before chris carrabba would be a name to me. but the car pulled away. and it wasn't you. and i didn't realize how much i missed you until i thought you were here.
i miss you.
1 comment:
I miss you too.
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