i`m starting to miss a lot of things.
i miss writing music. i miss having Jules crack me up. i miss going to see a show and feeling like we`re all in it together. i miss the butterflies. i miss the struggle. i miss sharing amazing moments with perfect strangers. i miss being an open book. i miss those late-night conversations and the cigarettes that go with them. i miss the magic and the morning afters.
i miss going through life with only a single thought in my head. and seeing the sparkle in my own eyes.
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