missing things.

the tree stump by snoasis.

the hill at the park with the perfect view of the sunset.

the chatting over cafe rio salads.

the singing by the piano.

the late-night conversations.

the talking about everything.

the not feeling like any time had passed.

the best friend.

a spot of color

I was craving a change, but I don't want to cut it...so, a red streak seemed to be the perfect solution. Eh?