It's when the sun won't go down before 10 pm, when it's so hot you can't sleep with a blanket anymore, when everybody expects you to be happy and bright when really you lie in bed late at night sniffling because you feel weltschmerz. It's when you're woken by a heavy thunderstorm and you're reminded that someone else would also be terrified. That someone could be there to hold you and make sure the loud thunder won't swallow you. I miss you...
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