Wish you were here,
I miss you so much. Sometimes when I’m driving I see people running and it makes me think of the fond memories I have of our times together. I need your endorphins. I also miss the extra energy that strangely comes from starting your day with expending energy you didn’t know you had to begin with. It’s like a little mystery we can solve together in the future.
I do believe we’ll be together again someday.
I keep trying to find you. Then just when I’m headed toward you, reality kicks my backside. I daydream about you. Don’t get me wrong, Escape, I love my reality (sometimes), but when I girl is deprived of you it’s like forcing her to walk through an endless winter with no hope of Spring. It can get a little frightening.
I hope all is well with you,