A Brother Once Told Me

A Brother once told me he was in deep regret.

He told me how he had made a mistake, a big mistake, a foolish mistake, but a mistake none the less.

"Its been a long time since then" he said. "but the thunder and lightning of a stormy past still haunt my days"

He never meant to hurt her, he just rushed into the line of fire, knowing full well he would get hit.

Maybe it was a act of hope? Or he was trying to save something that was crumbling to the ground around him and he had no idea what to do.

There's not a day that goes by that he doesn't think bout her,

Wondering how she is, where she's going or if she's happy.

He has tried to forget, he's fought long and hard trying to push her smile from his mind.

Tried to concentrate on other "Important" things when the only important thing walked past him every morning. 

He has heard her laugh,

Heard her voice,

and saw her smile everyday for months since.

But he ignored the truth his heart was screaming at him and his thoughts of hope to try again and locked his feelings up in a cold heavy box he called his "heart".

The truth is he misses her.

He misses her alot, he misses the way they'd walk together in any random direction possible, talk and argue over any old random thing just.... well just because. 

He misses the way they'd laugh together 

He misses the feeling of her hand in his.

He misses the warmth of her heart.

 

And still people ask how much does he miss her?

I simply say, 

If only you knew

The Key To A Stone Heart