I miss my best friends from home. Lots.
I miss talking to them.
I miss seeing their faces.
I miss the silly fights...
And the good for naughts drama.
I miss seeing that I go up to their shoulders.
I miss complaining to them.
I miss laughing with them...
And I even miss crying with them.
The jokes, the insiders, the things no one will ever understand...
They are the family that God help find me choose.
And so... I miss my family. Very much.
LIfe begins with LI.
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