The Silent Sister

I was always the quiet one. From my silent corner of life, I watched you grow up. Watched you become you. You have always had a soft spot for me; to every other human being, you were rough and calloused, like a fisherman's weather-beaten hands. To me you were always soft and gentle. You tell me everything-- especially your secrets.
Me? I never speak. Your secrets stay safe in the recesses of my mind. But this last one... it might be bigger than the both of us can ever imagine.
{on hold}