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Today on the way home it wasn't raining and it wasn't dark. Hell, it wasn't even that late.
It made me think about Joe, and those times we'd run off to the park or the beach or Kilwins right after work. It always made the day seem so nice and long, to have leisurely enjoyment of life after a full day of work. I miss walking down Las Olas holding his thick, stocky hand. I loved that he let me do it even though we weren't dating.
I keep wanting to message him, but I can't let myself. He's still the asshole who walked away from our friendship for no good reason. I still miss him. How could I not?
It made me think about Joe, and those times we'd run off to the park or the beach or Kilwins right after work. It always made the day seem so nice and long, to have leisurely enjoyment of life after a full day of work. I miss walking down Las Olas holding his thick, stocky hand. I loved that he let me do it even though we weren't dating.
I keep wanting to message him, but I can't let myself. He's still the asshole who walked away from our friendship for no good reason. I still miss him. How could I not?