Someone Called; My Brother..

The cobbled streets, hilly roads, heritage buildings, road signs and the sunlight seem foreign to me. In this place I once so eagerly yearned to be, a place where I poured in my warmth and made it my sanctuary, my home..has suddenly alienated me.

The moment I felt her pores beneath my soles; I knew She was different. Perhaps it is not her that has changed, but me.

I took a deep breath in. Her light summer breeze felt heavy, cold and harsh.

Her warm golden sunlight graced my skin. It felt more like the fires of hell.

I sat there, gazing out through the windows; staring into emptiness, feeling lost.

The cosy humble door that greeted me for the past year seem imposing and it intimidates me.

The streets I once strolled everyday; filled my veins with fear, overwhelming me with shame and humiliation.

The corridors that filled me with pride and confidence now freezes me with familiar faces.

I couldn't breathe. Every breath I drew felt corrosive. Every minute spent was agony.

But you... you gave me back my smile. You made coming "home" bearable. When I heard them say; "didnt you tell him anything?" at once I knew you were my true friend. Only then did I know how blessed I was. I never noticed the subtle responses and gestures you made. Everything looked so easy, so sincere, so genuine...so...normal. It made me feel normal.

You made it easy for me to breathe again, you made it easy for me to walk again.

You made my life easy to live again.

I never say this enough, I've never said this to you in person, but i shall say this in my prayers;

Thank You for being my friend, my family...my brother.