I just want to talk about Mars and the Universe and everything. And I want to laugh on stupid things, on dearest things. I want to discuss religion and make silly jokes about it. I want to drink fancy beer and enjoy full moon brews and guess what flavor they have. I want to listen to fast melodies and sing along and squeal when a favorite song plays on the radio.

I want to hold your hand and I want everyone to smile at us. I want to play with your hair and look at your face lit by the dim sunrise. And I want to make you the happiest person in the world.

And I hope you are.

I just miss you.