this is an ode to you.
you, who is strength
you, who remind me of my heart,
(that i’m a sister)
you, who looks up to me
you, who i look up to
trust me baby brother
it will pass
love it fickle
(don’t we know)
but it’s grasp lingers
(don’t we know)
fingernails clawing at the remnants of your heart.
it will rebuild.
your shattered organ
will beat again,
this i promise you
and it will beat stronger
harder
longer
healthier.
for she wasn’t the one,
and you knew it
but you clung
to love spoken
hidden under sheets
whispering tokens of affection
a caress
a laugh
you were enchanted
but cracks started to form, didn’t they?
communication broke down
/error./
lost in translation
tension bloomed
and withered
taking with it
the love that you had.
words shouted at each other
a love that was destroying
your self-esteem
your happiness.
it’s okay, bro.
we got this.
you have an army at your back.
