I have never imagined that I'm going to find a brother created in another woman's womb. The blood that runs to yours is different from what flows in mine. We are crafted in different bodies, every cells that made up yours, the genes, your traits, the network of vessels transmitting blood and the structure of your body parts don't have any relation to what are mine. We are not connected. Not any corners and edges are related and who in the world would have thought that the boy just sitting in another row next to me six years ago would be so important like you are a part of my family tree? I never knew it would turned out to be like this, that the awkward conversation started from simple "hi's and hellos" will be replaced by "let's eat and it's your treat." That the nicknames everyone used to call us will be surreal to say in front of our faces and I don't even remember the last time we call each other by our legal names and for sure, it will be just awkward as hell to say it.
I'm glad I was able to meet your soul, and at that moment I feel like I knew you all along, you became the soulmate that always leaves impact and lesson to my wandering mind. We learnt to appreciate every pieces that were not beautifully molded and sculpted, the bits we refused to show anybody else we acknowledged them way beyond how anatomy explains the significance of the functions of every intricate parts of us. And I also realised that guys can be jerks sometimes, acts strong but they are vulnerable too, they still need to be appreciated and to be understood just like you. We became mirrors to each other, reflecting a clear image of what we should be and what we should have, cause sometimes we do forget our identity and capabilities. But most of the time, I do feel like we are yin and yang, like two forces in this universe contradicting each other, but still, even if we might have different beliefs, views in life, and purpose of living, we two are still that half of the whole, and the absence of one will unbalance everything. Yeah. We are like that.
Blood runs thicker than water they say. I believe in that, I believe that blood is life and it is vital to us. But I also believe that water is essential too. And maybe we are not the blood that flows to give lives but we can be the water that helps each other inorder to survive. |06-24-16|11:41nn
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