I miss spending the week arguing about where to hang out on the weekend.
I miss talking about people we don't like during dinner and making jokes with waiters.
I miss being scared on the streets of random beggars when we're walking to get dessert.
I miss stuffing myself with ice cream and junk food and not caring.
I miss running to cross the streets because my friends don't know how to cross the street like normal people.
I miss invading Marcus' house and threatening to sexually harass him.
I miss holding hands with you on the streets and texting you under the table.
I miss slapping my friend's butts on the stairs and having laugh attacks and getting stared at.
I miss us.
Take me back to my old life, please please pleeeease?
1 comment:
take me with you please?
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