It was like holding a child in my arms.
Curiousity at maximum levels.
Trying to be serious with a child,
is like building a sand castle with a spoon.
A long, slow, complicated process.
A mix of Fun and Sorrow.
A mix of sarcasm and realism.
I've never been a big brother to a big sister before,
and i've never been more concerned for a person in my life.
I have a new duty to do, every day now.
It was like holding love in my arms.
A physical thing, just there, for me to care for.
Trying to hold love,
is like trying to catch a river.
There's too much, and its too different.
It always finds a way around me, just like a true river.
