If this doesn't make any sense to anyone apart from me then oh well I don't care.
It's not that you don't love your Brother (You have so many brothers but he is the only one you ever actually connect to being siblings.) it's just that sometimes you don't like him. And it's always when he's being Him. When he stumbles in drunk out of his mind and bragging about all the
Whether they be
And you just can't stand it.
Or when he comes up to you and swears just because he knows you hate it.
But it's so so bitter and coarse and angry and love should be (Not that you believe in love) peaceful and smooth and wonderful and sweet and caring and everything your Brother won't be.
Because he can be those things but he won't because he WON'T allow himself to believe because we're still here aren't we?
And we're proof love doesn't exist. We are all products of lust and all we know of love is Him flying around with his little bow doing his job just because he can and because he actually cares about them and their lives and he wants them to be happy. But he's the only one, the rest of you just do it because it's what you're there for.
And sometimes you wish you could be one of them so that you could just run and rush and fall. So that you could just beand it would matter and you could just do whatever. So that you wouldn't know that everything was going to end and so that when it did you wouldn't notice.
So that you wouldn't always be there and have to watch everything die and pretend that you don't care because it's who you are.
And because if you were one of them you wouldn't even know your Brother and you'd never have to watch him as he talks about all those
And you wouldn't feel so jealous and not know what of and you wouldn't wish that he was only Your Brother and only Yours forever and forever.
Because you will always love your Brother even though sometimes you find him impossible to like and if you were one of them then you wouldn't even have to know him.