The way I look at you two Is like a sweet syrupy luster That coats and envelops you both Like a dream of only the most divine
My heart bursts with how I feel For both of you And I can't quite articulate how I feel Out loud without breaking into tears
I know already of the missing I will do: I will miss you both I will miss living here I will miss you asking me if I'm going to bed soon When I am staying up late doing homework I will miss car rides talking I will miss laughing with you I will miss being close to you I will miss crude humor I will miss piano lessons I will miss home cooked dinners I will miss sitting on your bed at three in the morning asking advice I will miss your laugh that resonates throughout a room I will miss his smile I will miss his stubborn ways of tying railroad spikes to everything To keep them in place I will miss the "Do you need a rides?" The "Is there anything I can do to help?"'s I will miss the way you make me feel better Even after the worst day of my life I will miss the bond we share
And even though you will only be a phone call away I will miss *us
For my incredible parents. Because sometimes being a phone call away isn't close enough. Just thinking ahead to next year, which is approaching way too rapidly.