There. Just, there.

[Shamino]

I wish I could just be there
Instead of over there, or there, or anywhere.
I want to be able to insert that exactly timed witty joke, at every exact time.
I'd place myself in your locker, hand you your things as you depart.
I'd remind you to do your Bloody Art!
I'd hold you in my arms all the time, staring outwards
i'd rest my chin on your shoulder, eyes watering from a lack of blinking.
A little scared, I suppose, that if I blink- you'll take that opportunity and be gone
So just pretend i'm always holding you- no matter if no one, or anyone else is.
Remeber that i'm that little bit of pressure on your shoulder, and my whisper
is the voice of reason.
Your little angel,
with a hint of a devil.
But most of all, remember that all I really am
is your little brother giving his big sister a very intimate hug.

[Mr. Kenny]

Aw that's precious.

[Shamino]

I certainly thought it was- I hope she takes this piece to heart, too

[Mr. Kenny]

Yes well, I'm sure she will.
+1 due to recent events.

[Shamino]

Getting my ass handed to me by her makes it +1? Well neat. I should let her throw me around more often.

[Mr. Kenny]

Not what I was talking about but ok.

[Shamino]

I know man, I know.

[Mr. Kenny]

Alright, so long as we're clear.

[Shamino]

Clear as the muddy snow that is under our feet.