November 10th, 2021
There is only one soul that I hold close to my own, and that is a small, small space. There is really no room for negotiation, so if you want in you'll have to wait for another lifetime. The spot belongs to my sister. She feels like the second half of me, that fits better than my own. Something I simply couldn't live without. My writing hasn't been improving much lately, but I'll make do with what words come to me. She is not her flaws. She is more than everything she has overcome. Most times she's more than the ground she walks on. She's like a lantern in the dark, or the light at the end of a tunnel. A guide, a leader, a hand to hold and lift you from whatever hole you've fallen into. If I could sing her every song she loved I would. If I could paint her every artistic idea I would. If I could write her untold feelings into poem I would. If I could rid her path of those who stand in it I would. If I could help her feel more seen and understood I would. If I could make the world see her talent like I do I would. If I could make life any easier for her at all I would. The things I would do are endless. You give me an endless horizon to look towards, and make me feel safe enough to not look back. I have so much pride just being your sister. Believe me when I said this is the only lifetime worth living if it means I get to live it with you.
R.K.
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Holeheart
PoetryI am the forgiver. I am the destroyer. I'm not at fault, but I deserve to be. Poetry and Prose Volume V 2021 DISCONTINUED
