As the water come violently from the hose
That connects to the generic red truck
That she dreamt of driving
Since she was 16 years old
Now she’s 23
And she’s living with her dream job
I don’t expect her to live with us since she’s 23
But she could have waited a few more years
So I could actually remember her
She left to live with a family member when I was 3
So I don’t remember her that much
Though, there are times that I’m glad I don’t remember
She’d come for visits to see me
And those were the best days of my life
I looked up to her so much
Eventually she stopped visiting,
Fell completely out of touch
So I’m sorry that I never bothered to do stuff with you
Or try and make plans to hang out
I’m sorry I didn’t bother to keep in touch with you
I’m sorry I looked up to you just only because you were my sister
But as I grew older and I could think for myself
I realized that she’s a stranger to me
The only things I know about her
Is that she’s a firefighter
And that we have different dads
I don’t know her hobbies,
Or where she lives or even what station she works at
I don’t even remember what her voice sounds like anymore
I don’t consider her my sister anymore
Because she’s a complete stranger to me
So all of those things I said sorry for,
I take them back
I don’t want to lie about it
Because In reality
I’m not sorry
This is a very touching poem!
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