Letters to Parris Island

I miss the way you knew me

Like the back of your own hand.

I miss the way you knew me

Like our hometown and its sand.

And I know I never told you,

But it wasn’t just love I felt.

The pain I fought this battle with,

Was the trust in you I dealt.

And I know this might sound crazy,

And I know that you’re far away,

But I wish a plane would pick me up,

So tomorrow I’d say hey.

I miss your mom, your bother,

And your crazy Aunt Deb too,

But not only is it shocking-

I miss you for only you.