my siblings

I don't know how to write or what to say

I only know the joy that comes to me like seeing the grumpy bus driver smile

occasional and still profound

I love them, they are a new side of me

We pray together and afterwards we talk. Silly talks each of their words is a new bond stretching between us

How is there such a thing in this world

I love it and I don't know why

We scream at each other

We hit each other

More salty comments that I could count

But is there a friend I ever screamed at is there a friend I chained to a chair to play is there a friend who knows who

• I

• am

Is there something like this in this world

All happenstances gain meaning cause I can tell them

Right know I sit in my room (messier than my mum would like it) and next to me my sister playing piano to a Dutch song she downloaded because she's a language freak

Back in the day I at the rare mentioning of her moving out would go into my room to cry

She was part of my heart

Afterwards I will hug her

She will ask why

“Because you are there”

I love them because they are there

PS:

I love my first little brothers innocence smiling exactly like that: 😁. He loves watching Sonic the Hedgehog and it hurts me to see how he grows up but I am also incredibly proud

My second little brother does not stop to go onto my nerves with a confidence not quite befitting him. Even so he is the one who taught me how simple it can be to make friends when you're confident, reaaally open and honest

I love my third little brother even though there is a distance between us one I only remarked late when he was the only sibling with which I couldn't silly talk.

I love my fourth little brother even though the world didn't think the same way. There were bullies and now there are scars on a kind soul transforming it into an aggressive person. From him I learned to forgive harsh words

I love my first sister for the smile she fails to whipe out her mouth. She smiles without being able to control it and talks…just to talk. I know she will change and become more considering

I love my second sister for she is my model a star shining beautifully. We talk in German, English and French with each other. She shows me the mistakes she did so I don't repeat them.