When I first met you, I didn't know I was allowed to see you as a brother. I tried to force feelings that didn't exist because I thought in order to love you, I had to see you as an object of my desires—as if the love of a brother can't heal the hands of a former lover.
P.S. Jonathan, I am so sorry for the hurt this world gave you. I hope you heal and talk with your friends about your little sister across the world. I hope you know you will always have someone in your corner even when you don't feel like it.
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