Tu me manques.

It is days like these
In coffee shops
On rainy days
That I miss you more than most.
Sometimes
I almost order
What you used to
(Though it’s not my favourite)
Just to recall your essence.
I miss our comfortable familiarity
I miss the balance of us.
I miss our semi-intellectual conversations
I miss your mischievousness
I hope where you are you remember me,
The sister you have left behind.
I want you to know I am better having known you
But I miss you.
That’s all.