by Jeannette Heywood12 Jan 2015
A cocktail of emotions bubbles within.
I sometimes allow you under my skin.
Sibling or foe? I try to discern.
For bonds made in childhood you have no concern.
My love for you appears unrequited.
Requests to reunite often are slighted.
Though my fondness for you is not reciprocated.
My feelings can never be dissipated.