I sat by the bed saying out my long overdued apology, hoping, yet knowing you probably wouldn’t hear me through the music. Ever since that night, we've almost never spoken.

Yet every other night, I dream of us. In my dreams, we’re talking. In my dreams, I had the guts to face up to you with my apology. In my dreams, you didnt hate me. In my dreams, we had the closest bonds.
In my dreams. Never has that statement felt so literal. Neither had I such recurring dreams of the exact same picture.

But I’m too afraid, and selfish maybe. I’ve failed you in many ways, and even with my apology, I’m afraid that I still cannot live up to what I should be.

Still, I really want to say I’m sorry for all that I’ve done to you, and that I’m definitely proud to have you as my brother, and despite all the arguments and petty things we hate about each other, deep down, I’ve always wish that we’ll be best friends, kicking the world’s ass with our awesomeness combined, we’ll have a bond that makes others envious, perhaps even closer than brothers.

Fears or faults, wishes or dreams, I love you Amias. (shit that was dam mushy but still…)

Labels: heart, life

I sat by the bed saying out my long overdued apology, hoping, yet knowing you probably wouldn’t hear me through the music. Ever since that night, we've almost never spoken.

Yet every other night, I dream of us. In my dreams, we’re talking. In my dreams, I had the guts to face up to you with my apology. In my dreams, you didnt hate me. In my dreams, we had the closest bonds.
In my dreams. Never has that statement felt so literal. Neither had I such recurring dreams of the exact same picture.

But I’m too afraid, and selfish maybe. I’ve failed you in many ways, and even with my apology, I’m afraid that I still cannot live up to what I should be.

Still, I really want to say I’m sorry for all that I’ve done to you, and that I’m definitely proud to have you as my brother, and despite all the arguments and petty things we hate about each other, deep down, I’ve always wish that we’ll be best friends, kicking the world’s ass with our awesomeness combined, we’ll have a bond that makes others envious, perhaps even closer than brothers.

Fears or faults, wishes or dreams, I love you Amias. (shit that was dam mushy but still…)

Labels: heart, life