I miss this.
I miss laying upside down on the grass at twilight,
holding my camera behind my head,
and randomly snapping away.
I miss getting these shots,
where I don’t even realize I like them until I’ve uploaded them.
where I didn’t even realize there was a family walking through.




I miss these places that made me feel alive.
No busses or metro or police officers on segways.
Just walking and talking and laughing.
Eating gelato far too often,
and those freaky street performers.
and You.
I miss you.





And most of all, I miss that feeling of…
Otherworldliness.
Does that make any sense to you?
Do you understand that I just don’t feel the same?
And I think,
if you knew,
I would?


I doubt you would.


- Bethany.