'Sep, 28, 3:56pm' by Ravyn LaRue

You called me for the first time since I moved.
And we talked and it was awkward, but I don't care.
She and I, your sisters, think of you often.
And hearing your voice, which you try to make an octave lower, at least, than it's supposed to be-
It fills me with such delight, even if you are interrupting my indulgence time and academic pursuit.
Oh, five weeks, I believe it was since we've spoken.
But I've asked on you almost daily.
And though I may not have lots to report-
Actually that's a lie, I had tons, but I would rather listen to your voice than bombard you with mine, which according to you was an octave higher, at least, than it's supposed to be-
Oh, and of course our call ended at 4:20-
You're so predictable in your old age!
But really, though, it was lovely.
And even though you and I both know I'll suck at it, I'm excited for you to teach me to play chess via webcam.
And perhaps it boosts your obnoxiously plummeting ego to know the girls here fawn over you.
I speak of my brother and they ask for proof, so I show them a picture and then they swoon.
Every day you're more and more like the trickster that she and I compare you to.
And I mean that for better and for worse.
But today it was a matter of better and I couldn't be happier at that.
I know you changed the conversation as soon as I mentioned school.
But I changed the subject when you mentioned Math, so all's well in our little system.
You say "Things back home are just as they've always been."
I don't know how you expect me to take that, but I see that as comfort.
You've held down the fort well, young man.
Just like the song we heard rehearsed all too many times just before you left what I called sanctuary.
But we'll play chess, and trade off our dragon baby at Christmas (remind me, I'm forgetful).
And I'll tell you all the stories I was too excited to even mention!
I'll try to tone down the mater, but really what all can I do.
But despite it all, I'm so glad you called me today, though it lead me to squeaking inside a cafe.
I've cried and fangirled in places like this-
The emotion you fueled seems only natural for me.
I just realized, I should've ended it the way you left me here.
With humor and sincerity-
"Wingapo"