You fling in my life without a clue.
I titled you as my brother.
And you mandated me never to bother.
We overlooked the fact that we were fruits of two dissimilar trees.
Both were so sugar coated as if we were accorded the sole tree.
At this juncture, you disintegrated this bond which was so delicate,
Why? You can't anymore dedicate?
Can't make any of such promises again now.
When the trust is being flown.
You uplifted me and drizzled a compliment for being me.
Was that all my stipend from you to endure the ongoing unpleasant consequences?
You made me feel this way.
What more shall I say?
Whenever you take a trip down your memory lane, retrieve me as your little sister, but without you as my brother.
Hard to take this into consideration. But I think living this way is very hard like living in vain.
Still, Will you come back as good as my lost brother?
Because though you faked it later, in the beginning, you never let me bother.
© Vidya Rao