i miss my friends the most in the hours right after they leave
i wonβt see them for months but itβs only right after i see them i seem to let myself really truly miss them
oh, how I LOVE a "remember when we...". Those were always my favorites: to reminisce, to share a laugh over silly stories, to realize that someone cares just as much as you about that one memory you hold close to your heart
Sometimes, what i like to photograph is right above me, like the buildings shaping the sky. I think it looks nice, a blue path between walls.
And sometimes when you look up you find a friend too
