The First Day of School

When I went to bed and couldn't sleep (like the night before every first day of school), you weren't there.

When I woke up, you weren't there either.

You weren't there to shower, blow dry, and straighten your hair while I straightened mine.

You weren't there to go shopping in my closet or so I could go shopping in yours.

I went to my first class.

You called during it, but I couldn't answer.

When I called you back you were doing something much cooler and couldn't talk for long.

Between the library, classes, and getting last minute registration stuff done, I had a busy day.

But when I got home, you weren't there to ask me how my day was.

I watched football and talked to friends, but not with you.

The four roommates talked for hours after Jess came home, and it felt like I'd come home...except you weren't there.

And when Jessica asked what our plans were for the next day, I laughed at how much she sounded like you.

Our new roommate doesn't really know much about you, and that's weird to me.  I feel like everyone who knows me should know about you, because you are a part of me.  I am who I am because of you.  I don't know yet how to navigate this life without you.

I miss you, Katie girl.  

Come home?