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.