Thursday, April 12, 2012

To N.P.C

To N.P.C: 

Sometimes I love you so much it's impossible to love another being like that, and like my whole life, I just need to protect you. Even though you're so much bigger than me. 

I understand you and your abilities whenever I am given the chance but contrary to what you believe your heart is warm and alive; filled with sunshine and hope. Is that too much? :) It's true. 
But that is certainly not the only thing in there. 

Your cool exterior shows everyone else what you want to but not me! I know you, I know how to make you laugh. 

I know your passion for life and love, that burns hotter than the sun's spots on certain days. 

Brother, you are not lost! Even now at five, almost six, in the morning as you search everywhere for toaster strudels and cereal.You're talking to yourself like a mad man "holy crap, am I happy." I can't help but laugh. 

Good things can keep on going if you let them, and you will. 

Remember to always look to the heavens when hunger strikes and all seems lost, between God and the stars, you will find your way, I promise you that much. 


I love you, little brother. 


Slowly I'm realizing I can't protect you anymore. I can't throw rocks at bullies or pull girls hair. 


We're growing up and I'm sorry about it. 





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