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A 'letter' dedicated to my two, younger half brothers.
How are you? You being nice to your brother? How's school? Getting good grades? You better be; you've gotta grow up and use them smarts to get a good paying job so you can be happy. Cause when people say money doesn't matter, they lie. It does. But, as long as you're happy, nothing else matters. So, I wish you happiness.
I bet you've grown. I remember when I used to be able to pick you up and carry you around on my back. I bet I can't even lift you two inches off the ground now. I wish I knew how many more feet you need to grow to be as tall as me.
I miss you, ya know. I wish I could see you. I haven't seen you since last Christmas. Hell, the latest picture I've seen of you is from when you still wore diapers, and I think I stole it. But don't tell anyone that. How old are you now? Eight and ten maybe? When's the last time I sent you a birthday present? I wish I could be there when you celebrate your birth and turn a year older.
Guess what. I wish I could give you a hug. And I wish you could give me your sloppy kiss, but I would even settle for you chasing me around, trying to tickle me like you used to. I wish I could cuddle with you on the couch, and fall asleep in our tents made of sheets, like old times. I wish I could be there to tame your tummy with my famous baloney sandwich. A growing boy needs his food, you know. I really wish I could see you smile.
Ya know what, you're the only reason I stay connected to that bastard. It's all for you and because of you. And don't think I'm blaming you or anything. It's because I love you, that's all. I'm still his daughter, because I know that if I signed that little piece of paper, I may very well never see you again. And that could make me crumble. I wish I didn't have to be his daughter, to be your sister.
You, my brother, shouldn?'t have to strain to remember my face or my voice or my love. You shouldn't have to probe your memory to recall the last time we saw eachother. You shouldn't have to miss me. But, you shouldn't have to do a lot of things, and I wish you didn't have to.
But, I wish for a lot of silly things, don't I?
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