I remember waiting anxiously for you to come out of the hospital. I wasn't allowed to touch you for a few days. How angry I was with my parents.
I remember fighting over food, pencils, even the space in front of the TV.
I remember planning pranks or misdeeds we both knew would get us beaten black and blue.
I remember you crying; I remember telling you that I'll make everything right.
I remember being confused and not knowing how to make it happen.
Even today, I don't. And I doubt I ever will.
But I do want to be the person you'd look up to, someone you would be proud to call brother.
And though I have started off, I guess I am lagging behind. Just give me some time.
I love you, brother. I WILL make everything all right.
Happy Birthday.
I remember fighting over food, pencils, even the space in front of the TV.
I remember planning pranks or misdeeds we both knew would get us beaten black and blue.
I remember you crying; I remember telling you that I'll make everything right.
I remember being confused and not knowing how to make it happen.
Even today, I don't. And I doubt I ever will.
But I do want to be the person you'd look up to, someone you would be proud to call brother.
And though I have started off, I guess I am lagging behind. Just give me some time.
I love you, brother. I WILL make everything all right.
Happy Birthday.
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