i miss this,
i miss that,
i miss doing that,
i miss doing this,
i miss going there,
i miss being there,
i miss places like that,
i miss those moments,
i miss those familiar faces,
i miss familiar scents,
i miss the warmth of the ground,
i miss my own sweats,
i miss tall buildings,
i miss having to have to stuck for hours in traffic,
i miss having friends,
i miss and miss and miss.

but what about now ?
here?
right here?
with this super freaky weather?
with socks and thanksgiving ?
with super cold face.
with no one to talk to.
with no one to understand and be understood.
with no familiarity.
with laughs that was zero in intention??
with smiles that i can barely share,
with life that im longing to have,
with people that randomly judge,
with the solitary,
people,
lives,
activities,
smiles,
laughs,
loves,
activities,


and i lost among them. not them, but me, always me.