an ode to my sister

I know you had to go and I know that you are having so much fun right now, in a fancy foreign country and all, but here, in Connecticut, I'm missing you real bad.
I've got so many things I've got to run by you, I'm needing your advice like Britney Spears needs panties. That's a lot, in case you were wondering.
Do I kiss him first? Why is she being such a bitch?
These are questions I need your help in answering!
Just know that you are missed and you better be having oodles of fun so that stabbing pain in my heart (maybe a slight exaggeration) is worthwhile.