My best friend, my second mother, my brother, my soul sister: all of them are my older sister.
She’s someone who I can always count on. She maybe infuriating at times, but then I know she’ll always be there for me.
She has a beautiful soul and her child-like innocence at times masks her maturity. She has always been protective of me and I replicate the feeling. She’s brutally honest and I love that about her. She also has an amazing penmanship.
I love that she trusts me with everything. It makes me feel important and trustworthy. I love that I can talk to her about whatever I feel like. I love the times when she and I sing all of the Backstreet Boys’ songs out loud. I love that we both enjoy Rom-Com movies. I love that she doesn’t get annoyed when I spout out all the Harry Potter movies’ dialogues. I love that she’s gotten used to my fangirling. I love that she values my opinion.
I’m lucky to have her as my sister.
All I want in life is for her to be happy.