Meet Me In Montauk
Missed Connections in Asheville
You probably don’t know it, but I always miss you this time of year.
A cold pint at Westville and a movie.
I still think you’re amazing and those few months really meant a lot to me.
The chances that you’ll read this are slim to none.
Which is probably why I’m writing it.
Still wish I could see your smile every once in a while,
but I guess we run in different circles.
I’m still a little crazy…
a little less crazy…
I think.
They should’ve named a font after you.
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