Brother Talk

We don’t,
we haven’t,
and we won’t,
until we’re married.

But when he asked-
you texted yes.
I ask why?
Your reply: brother talk.

You were embarrassed.
Embarrassed of me?
Of us?
Of OUR decision?

Suffocating via text message,
eyes full of tears,
trust broken or heart?
I can’t feel.

Salt hits my lips
as I sniffle to breathe.
You reach to comfort,
I pull away; you’ve done enough.

trickle.
smear .
sniff.
repeat.

I have no more tears,
but yet my heart still cries.
I still love you,
after your lie.