Tag: heartbroken

Piece. 

There is a piece of my heart missing. I left it behind. I left it with the one person that I cherish the most.  My brother. 

I went on a two week vacation to visit my family.  I stayed with my sister for the majority of it because my neice is two and I had never gotten to meet her so I wanted to be with her as long as possible. I love my sister and her huge family but my brother is always number one. When I said goodbye to her, I was sad but not brokenhearted. However, the meer thought of saying goodbye to my brother brought me to tears. I went to his house and was able to hold the tears in and enjoy breakfast he cooked. He walked me outside and hugged me and I feel apart. I sobbed in his arms for so long while he whispered nice things to me.  It did not help. I sobbed harder. I couldn’t let him go.  I did not want to leave. He told me that he was proud of me,  that I was always on his mind and that I would always have a home with him. He wiped my tears away and promised one day we would live closer. I didn’t stop crying.  I got into my car and cried while driving. Even now as I wrote this I cry. I live 10.driving hours away from the only person I ever felt love from.  Ten hours away from the man who would bend over backwards for me. My one supportive family member is far away. He knows my living situation and it kills him.  I know his rough life and it kills me.  I left a piece of myself with him. My brother saved my life. He made sure I survived and now I am too far away to show him every day how grateful I am.