I miss that night when we sang praise songs to the God of the universe. I miss sitting under that stars and being completely in awe of how amazing God really is. I miss the feel of your arms around me on that night. You always made me feel warm and safe when everything was broken. I know you won't read this, but I think about you often, pray for you more, and hope that someday, we will get another night under the stars.
Evie