i miss jess wilson.
i miss being able to get my moms car and take it out in the middle of the night (well 1 am) and just drive...to a park, to a tim hortons in brantford, out to the country streets of branchton. just because. just because our hearts ache, and it was summer.
i miss the smell of summer reminding me of home, hope and possibilities.
I miss the trips to sobeys for icecream after midnight.
I miss visiting jon.
I miss crazy adventures...
I miss my mom, my dog and my bed.
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i wish i felt whole again.


... i want the smell of summer to mean something like it used to