Most nights, in the beginning I mean, I craved her, to dream of her, I mean. I would close my eyes, then I was off. Frolicking in a world unknown with my sister until I woke up to the sounds of a new day.
Last night was different. I fought back thought. I fought back tears. I fought back the movie that was about to play in my head of her. I couldn't last night. I wouldn't allow myself to suffer the agony of seeing her again. Only for her to go away from me AGAIN.
- For the love of my sister
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