Sister Crown

The unsaid love,
the visible tiffs,
tiny, delightful memories
that warm the heart even in dreary days.

Time flew by,
paths forked,
our moments together grew rare.
Missing each other became routine.

Unsaid love became loud and well expressed
yet it never felt enough.
Somewhere inside,
I always knew,
I will never have another
who loves me as deeply,

as warmly,
as quietly,
as you do.

I will forever count myself
a proud sister to you.