Sep 28, 2008 01:21
She used to be my big sister. I used to be her little brother. We would protect each other, rely on each other, survive together. Otherwise we would be torn apart by the world, by ourselves.
I loved you, so much. I wanted to die for you, that was how I wanted to die. Protecting you because that's the only way I knew how to express how much I loved you. I don't know if I would die for you now. If I did I wouldnt die happy like I would have then. I would feel cheated to die for someone that doesnt care about me.
You used to be the center of my world, in alot of ways you still are, but you've ripped yourself out of it, slowly and over the years let me bleed out my love for you. The scars you left on my body, and the scars I've left on my body will remind me of you, who you used to be, which will remind me of who you have become. Queen of the Trivial. Supreme Ruler of the Superficial. I loved you completely because that's the way you loved me. Somehow...you've lost the gift of what love means. Love is not in you any more big sister, only selfishness, only soma.
I will miss you. Goodbye.