la familia...

It may not seem likely, but we are family, you and I.
Unconventional though we may be, we were still one and the same.
We cannot pretend to be what we were not.
We cannot feel something that was never taught.
We cannot tenderize a relationship
built on ungoverned rules, dark bruises, under a loveless roof.
But we have an unspoken bond, you and I.
Something special, something undetectable, something wonderful.
When the darkest of the dark seeps through,
Tears of vain will never fall.
When this world has lost its luster,
Crumpled shoulders will not result.
Because we are one and the same, you and I.
And I know that I will always have you, and you, will always have me.