When I was younger, my brother and I were super close, we talked about everything, were together all the time, and no matter what we were there for each other. Today, when i glance down the dark empty hall of our relationship, the light is shattered, the spiders have created mansions, and the floor has a few feet of dust gathered up.
Kyle,
I love you. Well, I did love you. Now, I don't know if i do or not. I love you because you're my brother, but i don't love you for the person you've become. I can't tell you how uneasy I am about losing you. I can't tell you how much I miss you when you're not around. I can't tell you that I can't wait to talk to you, but when I do, I just end up crying every time the phone hangs up.
I miss you. I miss who my brother used to be, not some weird robot boy who doesn't care about anything until he needs something. That's the only time I hear from, or see you.
I can't tell you how much that hurts me, because you'll just get mad. I'm scared. I'm so scared of your anger. I'm scared of being thrown into the pile of dust you've allowed to collect in our relationship.
So when I called you today, just to talk, and you called me back hours later saying that you were busy watching a show. It hurts me. Makes me feel less important than T.V. Especially when we hadn't talked in so long. You called me back just minutes before you go to work. I tell you of some minor troubles I had and you weren't even listening, just talking to your fiancee. Then I cry and you don't understand. I don't even understand.
I know you don't care, but i want you to so badly. So i contact you, but it always just ends in despair.
Is there any concern or regard for me any longer?
Am I just a driftwood in your ocean?
I miss you, Kyle. I miss you terribly. One day, I hope you find your way back into the light. But for now, my hand's held out awaiting the opportunity to pull you up.
Please come back and help me clean our hallway. Tell me you still love me. Get to know me. Don't leave me. That's all I ask..please don't leave me, dear brother, don't leave the family we tried so desperately to hold together. Please.
Kyle,
I love you. Well, I did love you. Now, I don't know if i do or not. I love you because you're my brother, but i don't love you for the person you've become. I can't tell you how uneasy I am about losing you. I can't tell you how much I miss you when you're not around. I can't tell you that I can't wait to talk to you, but when I do, I just end up crying every time the phone hangs up.
I miss you. I miss who my brother used to be, not some weird robot boy who doesn't care about anything until he needs something. That's the only time I hear from, or see you.
I can't tell you how much that hurts me, because you'll just get mad. I'm scared. I'm so scared of your anger. I'm scared of being thrown into the pile of dust you've allowed to collect in our relationship.
So when I called you today, just to talk, and you called me back hours later saying that you were busy watching a show. It hurts me. Makes me feel less important than T.V. Especially when we hadn't talked in so long. You called me back just minutes before you go to work. I tell you of some minor troubles I had and you weren't even listening, just talking to your fiancee. Then I cry and you don't understand. I don't even understand.
I know you don't care, but i want you to so badly. So i contact you, but it always just ends in despair.
Is there any concern or regard for me any longer?
Am I just a driftwood in your ocean?
I miss you, Kyle. I miss you terribly. One day, I hope you find your way back into the light. But for now, my hand's held out awaiting the opportunity to pull you up.
Please come back and help me clean our hallway. Tell me you still love me. Get to know me. Don't leave me. That's all I ask..please don't leave me, dear brother, don't leave the family we tried so desperately to hold together. Please.
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