Ever since summer’s official start and most of Wellesley was set free, I can’t stop thinking about you. Being home has allowed me to appreciate our encounters, embraces, and relationship. I miss having you so close and feel I may have taken it for granted. I wish I could say I would be seeing you next semester, so I would have an opportunity to cherish what we had, but you will not be here, and I fear what you and I will do. I just want you to know I miss you and hope you miss me as well.