i love my brothers
and my little brother, well….
somehow he grew up between when i saw him last
and when i saw him this time
he gave me a big hug tonight before i left
never knowing just when i’ll see him again
i cried
more this time than any other time
(this being open and feeling stuff is an odd place to live in)
he hugged me tight
and never let go
until i knew i had to let go
and even then
he kissed me on the forehead
i don’t wanna leave
i know i said this before
but i really, really, really hate the leaving part.







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