I’m currently missing.
I just have this nostalgic feeling in the pit of my stomach of things I miss.
I miss certain people and the way things were.
I miss the sun; it hasn’t been out properly for a while.
I miss meeting up with my friends as often as I once did.
I miss being able to read books without getting distracted.
I miss being able to fall asleep around 10ish.
I miss feeling like what I was doing was a choice, I miss feeling somewhat in control.
I miss the autumn, but I also miss spring.
I miss seeing leaves on the ground or maybe I miss seeing flowers and blossom on the trees.
I miss taking as many pictures as I used to.
I miss being able to swing on swings, being able to climb on climbing frames.
I miss being outside, I feel I haven’t been outside in ages although that’s not even true.
I miss feeling careless on the weekends.
I miss doing handstands and cartwheels; I used to be good at those.
I miss the fact I’m never going to be that person again, but this evolved one.
I just miss.