Some come as some go
There’s a storm outside. The one only our hometown knows how to make. If you were still here I’d text you the same crap every single human in a 10km radius does: “is it storming like crazy there too?”
If you were here we would laugh about how close we are from each other.
If you were here I’d probably bump into you at the only bakery everyone buys their bread, or at the gas station close by where…