Missing you

I miss B today. I missed her as soon as she left yesterday. I felt guilty for going away although most of it she was at school anyway. I miss her even before she has gone. She has that quality that makes it that way. When she goes, the house is quiet with no singing coming from her room, no abstract questions from her and no one word answers to mine. I walk past her room and my heart lurches because it is empty. For a fleeting moment, I feel scared of the future and a permanently empty room and I feel sick with grief.

Sometimes I just turn on her music to take some of the quiet and those thoughts away.

Roll on Fridays when my B comes back.