When all the doors were closed with me stranded in the middle at the verge of a breakdown, yours was the only one which opened. The only one that glowed in the darkness that surrounded me, the only ledge I could hold onto while everything else disappeared. You were the only thing in the midst of it all that was not an illusion. You were always there for me; sometimes like a mother, sometimes like a kid, but you were always there as a sister and a friend when I needed you the most.
You taught me so much, not just now while we struggle against time and change, but always. You were always a teacher without being one. Sure, we were different, the complete opposites at nature but we never let that or the one year of age difference come in between. Or did we?
I don’t know. But I do know that you gave me all the answers, all the reasons, and you proved all those statements that were hanging midair. You taught me to think outside the box, and inside. You showed me how to look at the other side of the story. You explained to me how the doors were not locked, but it was I, who had not tried, because they were all unlocked and they only needed a push. You told me it was okay to think for myself, even if it sometimes disappointed people. And, you enlightened me; about how I should go not just into the details, but deeper and how I should too, sometimes let things go. You taught me so much that I thought I knew, but I didn't.
I don’t know how long we sat in our embrace; talking, thinking, crying or just listening, and all through you were hugging me so tight as you consoled me, so when we broke free it was suddenly so cold, I realized how much you could need me, too. I don’t know why I am posting this here or if you’d even want it here, all I know is that I want to let you know that: I am here for you, always.
I AM HERE.