Four Brothers

You know sometimes i always feel that it would have been so great if i had a brother of my own. From the start there would have been so many things that would have been different. I dont care a younger or older brother i would have assumed the responsibility of either one. I would have shared my toys with you i would have fought with you i would have protected you from everything and everything.

Just the two of us.... we could have gone to a bar together talking about god knows what... you driving me or me driving you back depending who has had a little too much to drink. I feel like i am making all the right connections for nothing.. when i look back i remember the time when i made the connections hoping that one of these days my mom will be pregnent with my brother... how could i have been so stupid!!! i remember i even used to talk to you? didnt you hear me? you used to talk back to me console me in the worst of times calm me down when i was very angry with my eyes blood shot red... all i heard was "please dont"

I remember the time when you used to advice me things about girls.. how i changed my walk and the way i talked was initiated by you... you are in my heart and you know what there is no one who can replace you EVER.... it has been a while i have talked to you... maybe you are mad at me, maybe you are away... but i know you are still here... in my mind and in my heart.