i miss you. i miss you everyday and it's not getting easier. i had to leave and you got to stay and that hurts more than anything. you're so connected to everyone while i'm isolated. it makes me wonder what would happen if i was the one who got to stay. where we were felt like home. i felt safe. and i only get to feel that during the summer when i'm there. but you, you get to be there whenever you want yet you still say you miss it. it's my happy place, and i'll never know what it's like to fully have a life there. and i'm jealous of you for that.