ohhh everything. My friends. The walkability. The familiarity. Late night pizza at lil stevies and the characters you meet there. Hockey games at Matthews Arena. Seeing the Pru from I-93 everytime i came back into town. Long talks out near the reflecting pool (both good talks and heartbreaking fights). The memories.

But Boston was what it was. It was an amazing time in my life that provided so much personal growth, love, friendship, and heartache. The memories are all boxed up as they should be for me to think back on when I need to smile. If I were to ever move back, I'd want it to be too much like what it was when I was there and it just can't be. Which is sad, but well...life goes on.