All I wanted, was to have my brother back.
With him, everything would be back to normal. We'd be functional, he'd be the missing piece to our puzzle and our family would be back to how it used to be.
I needed him, but he left me to fight in this battle alone. And the worst was that I had to carry on and continue living which is the last thing I'd do.
With him gone, everything has become a mess. The once gorgeous and enthusiatic mother of mine, become the deprived, the woman who felt so stray from me that I can't imagine ever saying the words mother to her.
My father who was loving and spoiled us rotten, became the man who rarely came home because he was reminded of this house, of this walls I could barely call home.
The memories of my brother still wretched and painted into their hearts, that I could only stood by and watch while I let myself feel numb by the pain, the ache and the conflicts in my mind.
I know it's childish and futile, but I sometimes wishes genies do exist. Just one wish, and that wish would be to see him again.
(. .)
What have I done?
The same word etched into my mind, ringing as the seconds go by. My heart yearns and ache for the man I could no longer reach.
My pointless cries and regret as I lost the only light that guided my path, the only one who could bring me warmth and sanity.
But I set him free, I became too careless.
And I beg the heavens for one more wish.
And for that to...
SEE YOU
AUGUST 19,2017
Re-Edit : Sept 25,2017,OCT 8,2017,November 3,2017
Re-written: May 30,2019
(c)Thegirlwithevilface
