I miss you.

The echoing laughter

The smile that makes me smile

The anger that makes me cry

The way you kiss me on the top of my head

And still hover about my head when I pretend to be asleep

And mutter prayers I know come from heart,

And how you greet me when I come back from school,

The gentle taunting, and the boosts,

The scoldings,

The hugs,

And how no matter how old I get

I'm still your little girl.

I miss it all.

I hate knowing

that you're not near.

I miss you.