i miss the 'wipe your paws' in front of the door
i miss having stairs to run up and down all day long
i miss getting us red bull
i miss playing guitar hero
i miss us not going to the pool systematically
i miss missing you when we are on a different floor
i miss running late for stuff
i miss having to ask you to close your eyes before i switch on the fan/light
i miss the scent of the jeep, humid, when i get inside of it
i miss my sunglasses
i miss laying in bed, listening to you in the shower
i miss sneaking chocolates from the living room table
i miss the sound of the windspiel in the back porch
these are just some small things that come to mind... there are much bigger ones, but i do not even dare put them in writing
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