I Even Miss That

I miss you so

I miss the way you stared at me
those crazy eyes
at my crazy thoughts

I miss you so

I miss the way we had three things in common
Dropkick Murphys, Harry Potter, Boondock Saints
and absolutely nothing else

I miss you so

I miss the way we got along
even with opposite thoughts
even with contrasting opinions

I miss you so

I miss the way you told me about the move
without a hint of sadness
and ignored the coming upsetting day

I miss you so

I miss the the talks we had
once you got your new phone
even though we could only text while you're at school

I miss you so

I even miss the way we parted
after you came to visit
that last moment I saw you
the bus driving away
the fake smile on my face as I pass
my palm on the window
coming as close to you as possible
not close enough
never close enough
that last hug, not enough

I miss you so

I miss you every time I listen to "The State of Massachusetts"
I miss you every time a friend recites the speech of The Saints

I even miss the way you would say
"And how..."
and how I would look at you
with that annoyed face, as I hate that phrase
yet just to bother me
you would stare and say it again
I even miss that

I miss you so...