you fucked me up a little.
you let me have fun.
you showed me stars.
you showed me boys.
you showed me friends.
you were honest.
you were a little cruel.
you were humid and sandy.
you had good times.
you had a few bad.
you showed me who i am, who i can be, who i don't want to be, who i should be.
you made things better when they were worse.
you made things worse when they were better.
you made me question myself, my friends, the strangers around me.
you showed me drunkeness and kisses and stars and lovers and sadness and reality and unreality and confusion and weirdness and loneliness and longing and love and happiness and laughs and honesty and unexpectedness and surprise.
you helped me make memories to last forever.
the (honest to god) truth is
i miss you.