I never thought I could ever feel this out of control.
I used to feel invincible… unconquerable.
I thought I would always be able to change what I didn’t like.
I thought it would take forever to grow up.
And no matter what happened, my brother would always be by myside.
Now, 17 years later, 20 for him, hes getting married. I am no longer needed as the partner in crime.. the other musketeer.. the right hand man. The play mate. Even before now, sometimes I would catch glimpses of my childhood hero. Standing there grinning or running around…
I dont ever see him anymore.
