Sister

I miss,

How you used to steal my clothes
My music, my art supplies,
Right under my very nose.
You'd stretch out my favorite shirt
And soil all my good ties.
None of those things really hurt.

And how as we grew older
You and I grew still closer;
Companions for one another.
And now that you are not there,
A life with no one to share,
The world seems so much colder.

I miss our time playing games
(Without you they're not the same)
The late night calls you would make
When you'd been out way too late.
There's little I'd not do for
A chance to see you once more.

We used to talk about life;
The loves we both lost and gained
And what it would take for us
to get back up once again.
You would gripe and you would whine
and then you'd listen to mine.

I miss the fights and the laughs,
The drinks that we often shared
(And also all the candor)...
Now that you're gone, lost to life's last surrender,
This dream, it would seem, has lost some of its splendor.

I fought and prayed for you every day.
When I thought you were safe
I went away.
...
I wish I'd been there for your final breath.
This anguish I feel is colder than death.

I'm told I can't blame myself
but that never seems to help.
Still I wasn't there,
The one you knew cared,
When you lost your health...
I feel worthy of all hell.

I know you loved me, still do,
That only this life is through.
I hope I will see you then,
My dearest and lifelong friend,
To see you by the Gate there;
An embrace without a care.

But, I'm still here on this earth,
And for all that it is worth
I think that there is no harm
To dream that once we are there;
"Brothers and Sisters in Arms,
Let's have us a hearty cheer!"

"We fought, we bled..."

You died, and I cried.