"In the Quiet Sky of My Heart"

If you had been mine, little brother,

I think I would have loved you

the way the sky holds the morning —

without effort,

without noise,

just completely.

Somewhere inside me

there has always been a small horizon

waiting for you.

I imagine you walking toward me

with questions in your eyes,

small storms in your chest,

words you don’t know how to say.

You would sit beside me,

close enough that our shoulders touch,

and slowly the world would loosen its grip on you.

If tears gathered,

I would not rush them away.

I would let them fall into my lap

like quiet rain,

and I would hold you

until even your silence felt understood.

You would learn

that there is a place

where you do not have to be strong.

I would listen to your complaints

as if they were sacred stories.

I would hold your worries

as if they were fragile glass.

And when you lifted your head,

you would see it that steady light in my eyes

that says,

“You are deeply loved.”

I would give you

the softer half of everything —

my patience,

my calm,

my quiet pride in you

even on ordinary days.

You would grow

inside that certainty,

inside that warmth,

inside a love

that does not measure itself.

Before you ever opened your eyes,

you were already written

into my heart.

And somewhere inside me,

there is still a sister

with open arms beneath a gentle sky,

waiting for a brother

who lives only

in the quiet sky of her heart.❤️

---By khudse