Will you be my sister?

Tears tease the corners of my eyes. Wanting to run paths down my face as I stare blankly out the car window.
I arrive at the spot where you are. All I want to do is have you hug me while I cry. All the while you'll reassure me it'll be okay; but then I see your face. The despair and pain I see, as my mother drives off, makes my pain fly back to the dark corners of my mind.
you become what I worry about, I don't care about myself anymore.
I quickly wrap you into a huge hug and let your sadness stain my jacket.
I don't ask why until you're ready to tell me. All I'm thinking is how much I want to kill whoever did this to you.
I guide you quietly over to some grass and we sit down. Your tears are gone now; but I still see the pain and despair in your green eyes. You finally tell me, words tumbling out of your mouth as that sadness comes back and we end up crying together. You for your pain and me for your pain also. My own pain is no where to be seen.