It's not the same without you here

The air is chilly and the leaves are falling. While I quickly walk through the dead leaves that litter the ground I think of you with every crunch.

You love this weather.

As I sit before my computer, stabbing at the keyboard with strange reverence, I am wearing my 'rebel' pants, and I think of you.

You hate these pants.

When I get up to go to the corner store to grab something we're out of, I think of you and our late night runs to the MiniMart for ice cream sandwiches and over priced chocolate bars.

That was our thing.

But now we're so far away and I never get to see you any more. It's been a long time and I miss you every day.

Soon enough, we will see each other again and we will make new memories.

Soon.