4 a.m.
i love my sister. and i wish i could hold her hand all day and all night because she's so sweet. and she loves me so much that she lets me do whatever i want and hides her sadness from me.
and when i sit in the kitchen while my mother is cooking, she comes to sit with me just because she wants to be around me. and when i lock my door, she knocks once and only once. and when i come home, she comes to sleep with me and when i wake up, she does too. and now, how beautiful, huh? she's almost as tall as me and even with her long arms and legs, she is my baby and i wish i could hold her hand all day and all night.
ah, lily- i love you so much and aren't our parents lucky that their two daughters love each other so purely? and if i could go anywhere, i know i could take her and we could walk the streets alone, always in our own world, protected by each other. free to laugh at the other, always together.
and when she's not near me, i go out to look for her and stand really still, hoping anxiously that she'll come back soon. and lucky for me, even though i could stand not breathing for forever, she never lets me wait too long. and she lets me think my own thoughts and waits quietly for my mind to come back.
ey, ey, how lucky we are to love each other so much. to love you so much, i ache with gratitude.