The voiceless Guardian ❤️

My brother doesn't say a single word in our house. It's a familiar smile. 🥹The light on the way home until night, and the silent responsibility of being there.First of all, I remember riding a bicycle for the first time when I was a child. When I wanted to ride, my brother came running behind me. Don't be afraid. 🤟I'll hold you. I didn't say anything, I held your hand. When I fell to the ground, I laughed. I got up. I said, "Let's try again." There was no anger in those words. An unconditional second chance.😇

As I got older, his advice became longer. 😌Instead of saying don't do it, I tried it. He told you to think differently. His mistakes became my short cuts. His silence became my freedom.😏Now that we're both grown up, we don't talk much. A message, a meme, a short message asking "Are you coming home?" is all we can say. But when we're sad, the first person we think of is our brother. Even if he doesn't answer, we feel like everything would be solved if he were there.A brother is not someone who goes ahead. 🤗Someone who only comes forward when necessary, watching from behind. A voiceless protector. My first Horo, without a Cape.🤫

Most of the time, brothers don't show love. 🤥They let it be felt wherever it is needed. That's the most beautiful thing. So my brother is also a silent protector like that.💓

Even though he's abroad, I'm still following my brother's lead and protecting his village, and I'm on my way.🐒❤️

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