The Things I Couldn't Say

Dear Brother,

Life is short.

But you know that better than me.

You were only 18 when

You met Allah the Almighty.

See I envy you.

I really do.

You met our lord before you even

Had the chance to say 'I do'

The world was a nothing but a vacation to you.

A separation between the day

You were born and

The day you'd go to heaven insha Allah.

You tried everything in your power to

teach me all you know

You were my role model.

Tears have shed my eyes as I watched

You die in the arms of our mother.

My hearts cries for you bro,

Because you meant everything to me.

You were not just the guy who taught me how to drive

Not just the boy who helped me survive

You were family.

You were the one who memorized the

Quran at age 9.

The one who took care of dad and mom

When we were running of money and time.

You, at a age so young, took on everything.

Until the cancer took control

And left you with nothing.

You still never let that get to you though.

You would read and recite until mom

Told you, 'son, please do as your'e told'

You'd spend nights and days

Making tasbeeh and for that I look up to you.

Today, four years passed I still cry

when I see a photo of you.

Mom says I've become a exact copy of you.

As I look in the mirror I shake with confusion.

I don't see you when I look in the mirror. No.

I don't see your smile or your hear your happy tone.

I don't see the look you had in your eyes

Because you see; You were surely a one of a kind.

However, every night I pray and hope

To one day meet you in Jannah.

Until then, know that I love you.

I know you can't read this, and

I might be foolish of me to even

Think so, but

It helps to finally say it back

Just like you had long ago.

Peace and love from you little bro.