FOUR YEARS, SIX MONTHS, TWO DAYS

I don't know who I am anymore or how I got here.

I miss who I used to be.

I wanna have my home again, you know.

And real friends, you know?

The kinds of friendships we used to believe in.

I miss that.

And I miss you.

I guess I just miss all of it.

-PEYTON SAWYER