A tribute to my cousins, I have a billion and one. It's hard to keep in touch with all of them but I know they always know, my door is always open no matter where I live or go or who I'm with, at the end of the day, they're all a part of me in every...
A tribute to my cousins, I'll always remember our memories no matter how close or far away we are 🩷
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A cousin's love is strange, It's something not as common. Others may not know their cousins, Just as much as I did. I grew up with no siblings, So they were all I had. I knew when we got older, It's something I'd find sad.
We all lived on the same street, We never worried where we'd eat, A cousins love is special, Because it is uncommon. Even when we're 98 I'll still remember all the topics , We cried We laughed We fought But in the end we loved. Even if we took some space, They always left a trace, Even when they were hard to face. I love them all so much, Even if sometimes I had enough. They'll threaten you, They'll scare you, They'll make you worry constantly, And teach you lots of lessons, Sometimes you wish they'd mind their business, But then you miss them when they listen.
A cousins love is more than blood, Even if you don't have one. I have a million cousins, And I'd fight for all of em' Even if I anger some Or lose some in the end. I remember back to the days, where we would just pretend. Pretend we were dancers, Singers, actors, parents, friends, Princesses or villains astronauts, pirates, Spider-Man, Robin, Star fire, the Mad Hatter. Nothing ever really mattered, As long as we were together. Even if we barely speak, I hope they always know, My love for them has never changed even if sometimes it doesn't show.
We all have stuff to work on, But in the end we know, Our family's always waiting to watch us put on another show. Our cousins are our first introduction to what it means to be a friend, And even if they say they hate you, they know the love will never end. Sometimes it's hard to process, Growing up or moving states, But in the end our cousins will always be there to, open up the gates. Even if sometimes I push them away, I hope they always know. No matter it's Sunny, rainy or snow, I'll be there for them forever and love to watch them grow. I remember every stage, Every time they misbehaved, I remember when I stayed up all night, Just making sure they were safe. Even if I sometimes don't come around, I'm always somewhere easily found.
They know we more than most, Even if sometimes they went ghost 👻 I remember the times we'd fight over toast. When your pissed at your sibling, You know who to run to. When you want us to fight, You know we definitely might. Be careful what you ask for, You might think you knew if all before, Because sometimes it does feel like a war. But a cousins love is special and we know that in the end, Even if you end up hating every friend, That one of them is waiting, to build you up once again.
