Brother.

You were supposed to be my brother. You were supposed to care. Where are you going? Come back. I hate you,I hate you for breaking my heart before a man ever could. Yet why do I constantly want to message you telling you that I need my older brother in my life? Why do I yearn for the affection and acceptance? Why does my heart sting and the tears start to flow every time I see a healthy older brother and younger sister relationship? How could you do this to me? I was just a child. You haven't seen me grow,You haven't seen my achievements. They stack up so much that mom has to put some up. Yet you'll never see them because you picked someone else over me. My heart hurts. How do I make it stop? I've come to the realization that I don't hate you. I hate what you've become.