School was finally over and the weather was just how you like it. I knew you’d be happy about, so that you can finally where your flannel and hat. Hear the leaves crunch beneath your feet, you’ve always loved that sound. I can still hear the sound of your vans stepping on yellows and browns in our small home town. So school got off and I couldn’t wait to see you, my mom picks me up in her little red pickup truck. I get home and set my backpack in the chair, grab a snack, and wait for your text. Your name pops up, “I’m home”. So I tell my mom I’m ready to go and she drops me off on the corner of your block. I love your house.
Its the kind I’ve always pointed out while driving by...