I Miss

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June 7

Things feel incomplete today. It seems like cupcakes without frosting, a sunset lost in the clouds, a helium balloon deflating and rolling around the floor. It is like standing on top of a tower and having no one to wrap their arms around you, or walking on a beautiful night with only the wind brushing through your fingers. Its like having to tuck away loose strands of hair by yourself the entire time, playing scrabble on your own, not being able to share Chinese food with the right person.

Austin is amazing, but everything, the lake, the food, the benches, the streets with music pouring out of a hundred different places – coming to battle out in the open, clanging pianos and soft acoustic guitars – it all makes me miss you.

Just a helium-less balloon deflating without you. 

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