I saw you waiting for a train and you disappeared

I want art.

I want cities and snow.

I want care-free wanderings with my treasured friends that live so far away.

I want to go grocery shopping and ride the subway home.

I want to go back to 80 degree apartments because the boiler broke but it's snowing outside so it's okay, while we smoke cloves out the window and talk about the good old days.

I am not sad or upset or anything like that.

I am just craving things I can't have, tired of school, realizing I will be here for 4 more years. I don't want to get older.

I have so much more that I want to do and see and feel and explore.

I'm restless.

I feel like I'm running out of time.