you look just like him

I am still surrounded by the image of you. I see you in your brothers eyes and smile, and hear you when he talks. I see you in your fathers laughter. It reminds me of you. I wish that I could see you. Just want to look into your eyes, so that I can keep it here in my mind sharper than it has been for a while. I miss you. I imagine your arms around me every night before I fall sleep. You are almost one of the first things I think of when I wake up in the morning. I don't know why that is. It just is. Today is beautiful.