Miss

I miss the good ol’ days.

Running through rain storms without a care in the world …

Climbing mountains at midnight just to get a better view of the moon ….

Dancing under stars like wild banchees set to Jurassic Park music ….

Kissing classmates under the stars & next to the river ….

Working long shifts at the computer lab & pottery studio, blasting chemical brothers. …

Escaping to Penn State every weekend for 2 am fries at McDonald’s after a long night of clubbing …

I miss camping at the hunting cabin …

I miss laying out next to the river with nothing but hotdogs, fire n weed …

I miss chasing deer down the path on our bikes …

I miss you pinning me against the photo room wall and kissing me …

I miss you hoisting me up on your hips n making love to me, standing up…with my landlord watching …

I miss coming home to post-it notes hung on my ceiling, telling me how amazing i was after a break up …

I miss car rides …

I miss doing car bombs for initiation. …

I miss coming home dirty after a long day in the drawing studio …

I miss clay n paint n ink n paper n metal n grease n erasers …

I miss late night conversation  …

And drawing as fun on Friday nights ….

I miss running along the river …

I miss dancing at bars in dresses …

I miss planning horrifying pranks pulled on roommates …

I miss studying stats n getting it all wrong …

I miss getting to know my computer …

I miss everything.

Especially starry nights, swimming naked in the river with a fire n beer n friends.

One Comment Add yours

  1. Looks like you didnt miss out on action, haha

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