A letter to my sister

you were the confidence in my voice
the balance in my dance
you were my favorite pair of jeans
the shade of color my eyes needed
you were the shoes that fit just right
the keeper of my secrets
you were the compliment to my faults
the argument of my debate
you were the words I never had to say
the binding that held me together
I pass you on the street
hear you call my name
see you in a crowded room
feel you next to me
my weary mind wanders and my brave heart breaks
when I close my eyes and can't picture your face