I don't know what to say, I feel, I write, and I put away, but never gave you the papers that I wrote. I see you in class. Your eyes stare into mine and I stare into yours searching for something, anything that had the slightest hint that you cared about me. You are the only one, the only person that felt like an actual brother to me. We fight, you are annoying and you make fun of me, yet that is what brothers and sisters do right? I hate how you will forever have a part of me. I hate how tears fill my eyes when I think about the past. I hate how I wanted you to be in my life after high school, but I guess we can't always get what we want.
Why did you have to make it sound like forever when it wasn't going to be? Why did you do that to me? I know you had to... but why could I get an explanation? Why do I have to hear how you feel through the small conversations that you had through a friend. I wanted to hear it from you. I want to know if I was ever...
I know you're loyal, I know you are strong and have a whole life planned ahead of you. I honestly wish you the best and happiest life. I hope we meet again... until next time.
Comments
Post a Comment