when I'm talking to you on the phone and your voice cracks,
when we drove across country and you lost seven staring-contests
in a row
when I visit every three months and you've got another inch on me,
when I can hear you in the background laughing
so hard you can't stop
when you could finally take my punches like a man
when I know, nothing fearing, faith never failing, that you'll do
the right thing
when I remember back to when I was twelve and you were eight
when I have to remind myself it's seven years later
and you're only getting better...
I do, and did, and will look up to you.
No matter how tall you get,
no matter how many years my junior
you remain,
no matter how many girls you date,
or hearts you break,
no matter how often I'll give you advice because
that's what older siblings do,
no matter how immature you get...
I do, and did, and will look up to you:
I do, and did, and will always
love you.
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