I miss you, Henry.
I missed you instantly when that bus drove away yesterday.
I realized I forgot to remind you what room number you were in.
I forgot to ask Kate to help you find your room.
I forgot to make sure you would be okay.
And then I just felt sad.
Because I realized that I never really had any time with you, just me and you.
There was always someone older…
or someone younger…
And now you are in school, for seven long hours, and I miss you.
I miss your loud voice.
And your bad, bad knock-knock jokes. They are really bad, Henry.
I miss watching you twirl your hair while you do your homework.
I miss how you come downstairs late in the morning, with your crazy hair and your sleepy eyes.
I miss your nose…your freckles…and how your hair flips up around your ears.
I miss your laugh around here.
The house is quiet, and I just feel sad.
I just miss you.