4 Plates

We used to be so close.
I would smile like the little girl i am.
You would goofy off with me,
And bring me to tears,
But you were the best big brother I could ask for.
Now you have moved out,
And gotten a family.
Somedays i find mysel thinking your just down stairs.
Grabbing 5 plates for dinner instead of 4.
I want to be close with you again...
But that won't happen for a long time now