Text 31 Jan 2 notes

Sometimes I wonder what we’d talk about. If you’d give me advice as an adult and make me feel the same way you did when you’d rub my back as I fell asleep when I was young. Just know that wherever I am and whatever I do, I think of you. And wherever you are, I miss you. I miss all the little things. I never thought they’d be everything to me. I wish you were here.

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