Brother

Although we did not
See each other
as often as could be,
Words cannot explain,
What you meant to me,
My brother how I miss you,
Its not a case of,
Disappearing for months on end
Then surfacing above,
Like "how's it bro what's happening?"
Or "beer? I've got enough"
While I'm stood like
"dude you said you'd be half an hour,
It's been a good 3 months"
I'm half expecting every day,
That knock upon my door,
That knock that says,
"I'm still here bro,
What you pouting for?"
I've tried so hard to carry you,
And help you through
You see?
Yet with this news,
Its plain to see,
That you were carrying me.