Summer.

You ever miss some small detail about a place that you never thought you'd think about? There's a kind of bird where my grandparents house is and it sings a particular song and I miss hearing it. It reminds me of summer.

I miss hearing the sound of the rain beating on the roof of that house because it sounds different. I love the rain there.. The sound of the wind rushing through the leaves of their trees in their garden is different. The sun feels different there. The night sky is better there. I miss all of it but at the same time have no desire to ever go back to that house... But still want to share that place with you and I don't know why.

Maybe because it's such a large part of me. It's almost like if I take you there, you'll understand me better. Which is ridiculous, because it's just a place. But it means so much to me, and I want to tell you everything about it...