It's getting colder...

And I miss our winter together. The lower the temperature drops the more I reminisce about driving with you listening to Fionn, wearing your peacoat to see Bob Dylan, eating Chinese food while wrapped up in blankets in your room, "watching" a Charlie Brown Christmas while actually making out under the covers, and spending the night in your TV room on Christmas Eve while you pretended you where sleeping next to me so that you could stay the night. I wish you could cuddle up to me in my bed every morning. I thought I was over this all but I miss you.