jennboeun

the past couple of days i've found myself missing you. like, the other day, i was in bank of america preparing a check to deposit. i looked up as the automatic doors opened and for a split second imagined you walking through them -- me greeting you with a surprised smile, and us, hugging. not in a romantic way, but in a genuinely happy-to-see-you-way -- as old friends do. i wish we were in a place where i could call you to catch up, but life isn't always as simple as i want it to be. from experience, actions like these tend to get distorted and complicated.