like a thousand monkeys

this has been the first time i realized how much i miss you.

there are songs that make me think of you and stories i've read that you would like, and i'm sure you already know the ones i mean. i like hoping that you're listening to the songs and reading the stories, looking out a window, same as i am. i feel closer to you than i can remember being when i think about how we probably have the same thoughts while we do these things.

what would you do if you were me? this feels like a waste.