what an odd thing love is.
being loved and being in love.
you say that you still love me
but in a different way now.
you say you will always protect me
but not the same way you protect her.
if you could be like my big brother,
what a different kind of love that would be.
but at least i keep your eyes in my life.
~k
you’ve always been my best friend and i hope that stays.