it's like you read my mind.

christmas 2010, 7:32 PM
in my journal

dear j,

i miss our endless talks, the hours we spent in thrift stores, the secrets we wouldn't tell another soul, the sweet smells of baked goods in our kitchens, and mostly, a shoulder to lean on. here i am wading in the shallow waters, wondering if i should paddle out to the deep parts where you are or if i should just be content with myself here. all i know is that i miss you. please talk to me.

yours truly,
s

christmas 2010, 10:15 PM

text from j

hey, i hope you're having an awesome holiday. merry white christmas.