"I just don’t feel comfortable telling you."
It sucks that I won’t ever be the one to be by your side to wipe your tears when you’re getting over your first love. It sucks that I won’t ever be the one to listen to your problems and help you get past them. It sucks that I won’t ever be the one that you call to give you advice.
I’ve always been there wiping your tears when you fall down, helping you through your pain when you get a cut, give you advice on how to avoid getting spanked. But suddenly, now that we’re older, everything has changed, and now you have some other nuna to tell your problems to and to help you through high school.
But I can accept that because nobody, nobody, will love you and care for you as much as I do because nobody can replace the heart an older sister has for her baby brother.