8 February 2009 - 17:04for what we’re yet to do
i miss you
drinking double macchiatos
at blue bottle cafe
i miss you walking
in camden town, or across the seine
watching vicky cristina barcelona
on an aeroplane,
at a concert in berlin,
in the hills somewhere
looking for snow,
i miss you.
we haven’t done these things
we haven’t done much at all, and still
i miss you now
for what we’re yet to do.
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