The Broken Who Broke Others

two bodies

sweaty, stinky and glasses.
one year younger with an ego so high it reaches the sky,
with a dog that i'll think of forever.

i see him
walking his energetic dog
meanwhile he wishes for a better life.

it's 10:00 pm and i finally reach home from an exhausting day.
i look to the right,
to the left and began crossing the road.
i enter the gate
i take a left
and suddenly
i stop
my peripheral vision sees a familiar figure.

two bodies.
one human
one dog.
one can barely walk
one happy to get a walk.

i see a human who once told me at 1 am 
"you just hit a rough path in my life
but you are capable of achieving a lot."

now that this human cannot talk to me or manipulate me,
he talks about me to my sweet cousin
as though
i died.