Miss you

I miss your crazy banter
Your charming smile
Your growing limbs
Your fiery eyes

I miss the magic of your words
The charisma of your thought
The maturity of your years

I miss the breadth of knowledge you have gained
And the way you cut darkness like a flame

I miss your antics and your mischief
I miss watching you grow
I miss knowing you every day
I miss letting you know

I miss the smell of your hair
I miss kissing your forehead
I miss watching you sleep like a frog
And leaping awake out of bed

I miss hearing you talk on and on
I miss listening to your elaborate plans
I miss all these intangible emotions and how
You’re shooting up into a man.

Not the best of poems. But I miss my little brother so much. This was the best I could do right now to vent those emotions.

The Shower

I looked to see if you were gone
As my heart could still hear your sound
From over the sky and under the ground

I searched my memories for dreams
We had talked about starting a family
I scratched the surface of my skin
But couldn’t feel enough to dive within

I had fought the demons for so long
Your jarred land had become my song
It had begun to get easier still
Now I’m left with dried oceans to fill

I would hear a thousand melodies
But they wouldn’t become a part of me
Your breath will linger on my lips
My soul on fire, my body split

I might even survive this assault
And the pain might ebb or even stop
But what we had was so raw and real
A part of me would never heal

Our love was spelt out in the stars
And I saw it fall through like dust
I couldn’t move, I stood silently
And it was the shower that drenched me

– Dedicated to my dearest, closest friend who is one of the most wonderful, beautiful people I know.

Through tears sometimes, we find the strength to move forward. And I know you will too.