This poem was inspired by a conversation one of my younger brothers and I had. He recently had his heart broken after not getting his act together to help propel his relationship forward.
This young lady meant so much to him; the first I’ve ever known to have him actually question his makeup/character, and try to figure out why he can’t seem to do this love thing the right way.
It’s only been about a full week, and he’s already found a therapist, is reflecting on what he could have changed & could have done right, and is looking deeper into himself and facing the nasty truth of it all.
And in all honesty, to me, this needed to happen, because as an older sibling, one gets tired of talking sense into their younger siblings until they’re blue in the face.
And I’m proud of him for taking all these steps toward betterment. Sometimes, we need to get that one heartbreak to set us on the straight and narrow for future relationships.
I’m prayerful this will be a journey he will not forget anytime soon.
A Cornered Gurl 
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