The column of our relationship
Always has a stronghold on my life
Despite the cheap shots and the chuckles

Remains himself no matter how old
I find myself searching for answers
He is my dictionary, thesaurus, and almanac

When times were spoiled
When things seem grim
When everything right takes a u-turn wrong

He was always the first to reach out a hand
Refused to let me harass myself
An undercover saint

Deep inside I realize what he has done
Sacrificing himself to help me understand
Losing myself in selfish thoughts

It will always be my brother and me
Words could never explain him
Within the depths of my heart, I love him

I will always be my brother’s keeper
Never hug enough, never talk enough
Ashamed at myself

Feeling guilty
If you could feel the love that resonates from his heart
Cliché possibly

Perhaps now is the time to say
I love my brother and would give anything for him to realize it