It doesn’t matter how many women you fall for.
It doesn’t matter how many times you talk to me about them.
It doesn’t matter that you call me your ‘little sister.’
Because I can’t remember a time when I didn’t love you.
From the moment we first talked, I knew.
From the time that you spent in my dorm room because of our Soc 101 project. From the two hour skype conversations.
I just knew. I knew you were different.
I just wish I had the guts to ask if you knew, too.
With all my love,