What I Miss Most You squint your eyes shut And pinch your lips together Your slumped posture Hunches over even more As you lean back in your chair Red streams in your face Not just your cheeks Almost without fail One or both of your knees Slowly rises as you lean back Still not making a sound Or showing any sign of breath Whenever you think it was dumb or lame Which is almost all the time You attempt to roll your eyes And shake your head While your face is red You look like you're holding your breath And when you can't control yourself Your hands rise to your forhead As your knees climb there too Until you are in the fetal position There are those moments when You've done everything else, gave up Folded your arms and buried your head In that moment, that moment When you open your eyes And your lips part While your face is still red And your slouched body twitches When you finally show sign of life When you look like a little kid again That's what I miss most about you Your laughter