ruby.e

Our Bond

I saw him again for the first time in weeks.
I immediately ran to his arms.
I missed him so much.
He's been busy with work.
I've been busy with college.
But seeing him again felt like no time had passed.
We talked for hours.
He played his guitar, I sung along.
We cooked a delicious dinner together.
Well he cooked, I assisted.
We started planning a trip together.
Europe was the destination.
We could talk all day about our past.
We could talk all day about our future.
We could talk all day about anything.
That's just our bond.
He's the best brother ever.

Comments3

  • LAWLESS

    I did enjoy this very much. So he is your brother? Or a soul brother?

    • ruby.e

      Real brother haha

      • LAWLESS

        Too bad, I was hoping that you found someone special, then again, you did. Very special relationship you have there. Don't let it fade as I have done.

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      • myself and me

        Enjoy your trip. happy to see you so close to your brother.
        Nice poem

        • ruby.e

          Thanks we're going during spring break. I'll defiantly write some poems about the beauty of Europe.

          • ruby.e

            Thanks we're going during spring break. I'll defiantly write some poems about the beauty of Europe.

          • dusk arising

            Yes, just like Santita commented, I assumed he was going to be your man. Nice twist.
            Come to our part of Europe, we dont eat or kidnap americans here and the language is almost the same.

            • ruby.e

              Thanks and okay haha



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