i'm 869.3 miles away from your embrace and i'm not sure how i feel. i've gone away in effort to distract myself from that pain back home, yet no matter what i experience, i have to accept that i feel this longing to see to you again. i've escaped your location, but i know i can never escape the lingering memories of the way you smiled when you were extremely fond of something, the way your laugh sounded, or the way your eyes always squinted happily when you did so.
i've decided i'm coming home to you, my friend.
to you.