At my lowest point,
you shined a light—
gave me a companion,
sweet hiccups, again and again.

You got furious,
sick of the camera
in your face again.
I was too focused
on catching every
memory
for Dad.

I broke your heart
giving you a friend.
You stood with a frown,
head down,
now playing brother
with sarcastic seriousness.

You used to share your interests—
now it’s only phone and games.
I know it feels
like all we care about is school,
but whatever you will be,
I am open
to see.