I gave you my life.
I was your obedient servant and I served you with a willing heart. You were the master of my soul and I loved you more and more every day. There was nothing you could do wrong in my eyes.
You were broken when you found your way to me. The pain was etched in your entire being and it killed me each day to see it and know I could have prevent it. But it was that pain that gave me a mission, a new found purpose in life.
That purpose was you.
I just had to fix you. I could see that certain things were off limits but that couldn't stop me. I lived to see your smile and the way it lit up your face. Your smiles, though rare at first, slowly erased the pain that was written across your face. I was glad I was doing something right. Time was on my side.
If only you could see how I loved you.
Or better yet, how you loved me. It started out, like all great loves, as a simple crush. You were beautiful and older. And we had a history. It was the perfect situation. If you didn't see me as a brother and you hadn't met him first.
I was trapped beneath a lengthy shadow.
A shadow no one saw but me. You certainly did not. All you could see was how he used to light up your world. You never once saw that you were my world, my light. How I longed for you to see me and my love. How I wanted to show you how I loved you. But I was young and ignorant about it.
I never saw my demise coming.
I lost before I even began, but I had to try. You were worth the entire fight. Even if it was worthless. I don't regret one thing. My heart will always be yours even if you won't accept it.
I will swallow my pain and try to learn to accept your choice. My purpose failed but my love will never falter. I hope you see that one day.