Love
Love…
I love my older brother.
I wonder if he really does love me, he tells me he does.
Then why would he hurt me?
Every time we shower together, he would start acting strange.
He would wash my hair and body.
Love…
He would than start purring while scratching me on my thighs.
He would scratch until I started to bleed, I beg him to stop.
I could not stop crying.
Love…
He would whisper to me so gently that he loved me as he licked my tears away.
I don't understand what love is, I love my brother and he says he loves me as well.
Love…
When he hurts me, I do not recognize him.
He gives me a look that I do not understand; making me shiver every time.
Love…
I love my older brother.
After he is done hurting me, he would take me to his room and dry me softly.
He would look at me so gently, telling me that he loves me.
When he does this. I know that he loves me.
I love my older brother
But I don't think he loves me like I do.
Love…