I haven't seen my older brother since I was 2. I never thought of it as a bad thing. But I see all my friends having fun with their older brothers. I used to think if he ever thought I was alive. I always wonder if he's okay. He never did try to contact me. I haven't heard from him. Never. But today, i got a text from a number i didnt recognize. it read:
"Hey baby sister. It's your older brother. Text me when you get this so i know i have the right number, dad gave it to me. i want to let you know i'm sorry. i'm sorry for leaving. I'm sorry for never talking to you, or visiting you. i'm your older brother and i havent even made an effort to come see you, brothers are supposed to protect little sisters. i go to sleep with a smile on my face when i think of you. i remember holding you as a baby. dad showed me your facebook. you are amazingly beautiful. you always were. you were a beautiful baby. i remember our cousins never wanted to baby sit you cause they never got paid, but i did it anyways. i loved being with you. i have tears in my eyes right now. i cant believe i havent talked to you in so long."
So i called him, and sure enough, he was crying.
and he's a 24 year old man.
His love for me, after all these years of being strangers, GMH.