Thursday, April 22, 2010

To My Little Baka

I often look at you when you're sleeping, with your perfect mouth, perfect nose, perfect ears. And I smile.

You and your naive witty comments are the best part of my day, the best part of my life. And the truth is, I don't think I will ever feel about anyone else the way that I feel about you. My heart aches at the thought of not seeing you, at the thought of you being hurt. I don't know what true love is, but if it makes you feel this way, then I never want to know.

But I do. I do know. The funny thing is that the moment your existence was revealed to me, I was jealous; a beautiful kicking stranger was taking my place. But then they put you in my arms and you stopped crying. I looked at you, the same way I'm looking at you now, and right there and then, I realised I loved you. You were no longer the kicking little stranger. Instead, you became my angel and my friend, the only voice of sanity in a world gone mad.

I know I could go on indefinitely but what it all comes down to are four simple words. You. Me. Always. Forever. No matter what life holds in store for us, my love for you will never wither. I promise.

Because you are my sister. My everything.

My only certainty in an overwhelming life full of uncertainties.

2 comments:

  1. ...brought tears to my eyes. beautiful!

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  2. how sweet :D...realized you were talking about ur sis immediately!

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