You’ve been there through every up and every down. You carried me through the lowest of my low points and were there with me celebrating the highest of the high ones. I could never imagine my life without you. I’ve assigned you many nicknames as I brag about you to my friends and people I just met. People ask me “Do you have any siblings?” and to most people it’s incredibly easy to say “Yeah I’ve got a brother!” in the most nonchalant way possible. However for me, it feels more difficult because you’re more than blood and you’re more than my best friend.
Whenever I find myself going out and you’re around, I have to invite you along. Not out of habit, not out of guilt. Only because I want to experience everything the world has to offer with you by my side. I could go years and years without talking to a few of my friends but honestly I struggle going even just a week without hearing about your college experiences and how you’re meeting new, amazing people and enjoying life. But not in a bad way, because I know you’re doing well and that makes me so happy because you deserve all the happiness in the world.
When I get sad, and I mean really sad, I’ve conditioned myself to think about whatever makes me happiest. I’ll sift through item after item and moment after moment, but I always think about you. I think about the way you feel for me during those moments. The way you look at me and really see me. It’s different from everyone else. People look at me like I’m broken in these moments. They tilt their heads to try to find the right angle to approach me. You don’t look at me that way. You look at me with eyes that suggest you understand what I’m going through and that in your heart of hearts you realize that nothing you do can just snap me out of it. Instead of trying to attempt to fix what has me melting down, you attempt to just focus on me. What I need and not what the problem needs. You don’t treat the problem, you treat me. I will forever be grateful for that.
My favorite part is that you keep an eye out for me. When I meet new people you always have me in mind. You aren’t threatening towards them, but you let me know that you have my back. You let me know that even if they bend me and try to break me, you’ll be there to mend the fractured pieces. You make me laugh when I don’t even want to crack a smile. You lift me up when all I can feel is the anchor inside of me weighing me down. You put me on your back even when my depression is at its heaviest.
I don’t have the proper words to put onto paper to truly convey what you mean to me. I can’t tell you how you change my life each and every day because the words aren’t beautiful enough.
Our relationship is so natural. It flows so perfectly. Nothing gets between us, and I’m thankful that I have lived out nearly the entire duration of my life with you, and with each passing day I cannot wait to see what else we can do together. I can’t wait for more adventures, for more moments that I get to call our own. They aren’t my moments, they’re our moments.
Our parents are probably more than thrilled to see us get along because I know that a lot of siblings don’t. A lot of siblings fight and bicker and argue non-stop. Our fights (which aren’t even fights, more like misunderstandings or pushing each other’s buttons a little too much) last minutes. They don’t even last an hour.
You’re more than blood. You’re more than family. You’ve passed the point of being my best friend and partner in crime. You’re beyond a guardian angel. You’re as close to “my everything” as I’ll ever get because I swear no one makes me feel as invincible as you do.
You’re my brother, and the best one that I could ever ask for. You’re so much more than anything I will ever feel I deserve, but I’m glad I will always have you. I know that regardless of how badly I feel that I will always have something amazing, and that something is you.
