I feel like I have been gone for too long, and I am ready to come back.
Will you all still remember me?
Still welcome me with open arms and cold drinks?
I hope so.
I miss the comfort of the mismatched couches and effortless smiles.
I miss being in the presence of such musical talents.
I miss watching you guys loose  your selves and wishing I could let myself do that.
I miss the one quiet in the corner,
The one with the kind eyes,
The one with the contagious smile,
The one who roamed around,
The one with the good heart,
The one I just met,
The one who I long to know better,
The one who might be saving the kind eyes.
If I want to come back, will you take me?