I miss my friends at home, I miss the evenings we spent at the lake, just talking and having fun. I miss laying on the floor in our rooms and painting watercolour tattoos on each other’s legs. I miss dancing around in some club, not caring how stupid we look. I miss the nights we went through the city, the days we spent at flea markets and in second hand shops. I even miss school, how we laughed all the time. I miss moments like us camping in a hut at a weery pond, totally scared of small spiders. I wish there were spiders and you here right now, so we could freak out together. I really miss you.