I Miss it All
You know what I really miss?
I miss your mom and the way she cooked her potatoes;
how she decorated the Christmas tree,
and how she always made sure I had a sweater when we left your house for dates.
I miss the way your brother laughed at you when you held my hand because you always managed to miss on the first attempt…
Because I was your first girlfriend and those things didn’t happen as naturally as you’d hoped.
I miss your sister and her need to talk to me about the new boy at school and how she would ask what I thought about her new shoes.
And your dad…
I miss that man’s warm hugs and open mind when it came to intense family discussions.
How unfortunate though,
there should be one thing about you that I miss the most but there isn’t because,
I miss everything about you and them entirely the same.