A little drop of rain can hardly hurt me now

Something that you miss.

       Back in the summer before high school began. When he was my best friend. When I would sit outside and talk on the phone with him. We would always look and try to find the same star. Locate the thing that held us together even when we were miles apart. I remember when he would play a song on the guitar and I would listen. When he told me everything and I told him the same back. I remember playing video games and always being there. That is something that I miss. I miss that friendship. Even though we are still friends, I miss him being my BEST friend. I miss the cantaloupe picture and the time I cut his hair. I miss that.