Encounter

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Today's cool wind blows through the windows and follows a trail down the hallway, into my sunlit room. As the blinds, white and waving, touch each other while they rustle in the wind, it makes the sound of footsteps coming my way. I close my eyes and imagine.. You tiptoe up the stairs to my apartment.. Open the door ever so quietly.. And as I write this, you're making your way down the hall, with cherry blossoms.. And you're standing behind me, pouring love down on me, and kiss me on my cheek. You are my brother, my love. And I'm home.

Question of the blog:

Who are you missing?