…little sister, it makes me sick to my stomach. I’ve had feelings for you since the snow in your hair, two years ago. What drives me crazy is I know you feel the same way. Why are you so fixated on our age difference, I’m only a year and a half younger then you. The fact that I’m still in high school should make a difference. It’s not fair that you treat me like a princess. You’re always there when I need you, hell you’re there when I don’t even want you there. The way you put your arm around me the way you look at me, and tell me you love me. Not the way I want you to mean it though. You don’t treat any of the other girls like me. I just wish you would admit to yourself that you love me the way I love you.