#SiblingLove
Oh look at you my little sister,
How tall and old you've grown,
I used to see you crying to father...
Whenever I fought with you...

The days have past and we're so old,
But those memories are more than gold.
Especially cause it can't be bought
nor sold.... It grows within us.

Well I knew one day we'll cherish
Those petty and meaningless fights
Some over water and some over switchs
And sobs and cries over glitches...

Well looking back now it's funny,
To laugh and giggle at our old selves!
Back then i would have burst a vein
With all my anger coming out as pain

I'm just glad that we grew stronger
No matter the fights or cold wars,
You are with me all along
And that makes you irreplaceable.
© veda vp