Sibling

Shared blood

maybe history

memories that are private jokes

how you grow trust out of thorns

remains a mystery

But it happens

One day you realize

Your sibling

is a person

Not just a task

or obligation

You drop the mask

You treasure their name

Where you stand is no longer the same.

If you are lucky

your sibling

is another dimension of you

that you trash or celebrate or keep in mind.

But you could never if ever consider leaving behind.