you hear
but never listen
some things never change
your replies are shallow
your tone apathetic
i wonder if i'll ever
laugh with you again
you've changed more
than i thought you could
i miss the silly you
that used to roam this hall
and fill this space
what happened to your youthfulness
you never call
or text
but you say the phone goes both ways
the thing is i never really know what to say
every conversation with you
feels unattainable and one sided
why must i ask
for a relationship with my own brother?
i'm afraid we'll never build one
