brother, brother, let’s play!
let’s ruin our bed
smashing our heads
with the soft pillows
while gaggling hard
and jumping up and down.

brother, brother, let’s play;
hide and seek, i’ll count to three,
go hide something where
i cannot easily find you,
just make sure you don’t
hide under my bed,
i know it’s your favorite place
to stay.

brother, brother, let’s play!
run through the meadow of nowhere.
no trees, no sky, sans everything,
just you and me running pass everywhere.
take me back to that place where
only you can take me there.

brother, brother, let’s play!
let’s stay up all night,
be as noisy as we used to,
nobody disrupts us anyway;
maybe they can’t hear us cracking up.

mother, mother
i have something to say,
me and brother had fun last night,
we played all night and
took me to a place where
no one else can go to,
it was great and
i love playing with my brother!

mother, mother
why are you crying?

“ darling, you’re our only child. ”

Reminiscing the things I have done together with you takes me to an another world which seems like it’s full of love story. Both yearning hearts are filled with greed to make each other happy. You were there with me as you smiled for the first time. I was there to witness how your eyes formed crescents as the side of your lips risen. There was no agony in the first three chapters of the story, each paragraph were filled with joy inside a company. There was no antagonist to destroy what we had, and there was surely no problems and burdens felt either.

My soul yearned for you as how your soul yearned for mine. My heart beats your name loudly, louder than the roaring tiger on the lands. These orbs I had looked at you with an affection which no one could ever compare to someone. These hands that I own only wanted to touch your heart forever and there’s nothing else to wish for.

You were beyond the person i have prayed for. You witnessed how vulnerable i am at such state yet stayed with me and never left me alone until you’re sure i was okay. We have been through so much together, living our lives to the fullest as we hold unto each other as if things will never last, as if the so called love we had would always be continually.

But on the next few chapters, unexpected changes happen. There are things that have changed. the us that we made had changed. maybe, we weren’t fully meant to be together; lovers that are played by destiny to part as soon as their time has stopped. Maybe there are things that aren’t meant to be with each other, no matter how they’ve tried — things that aren’t for each other will never be together even though how much tears you’ve already cried.

Maybe, we’re just starting the prologue we have together to start the real story separately. How ironic it is for me to witness all of the things you did for the first time, yet I can never witness its last. How painful it is to know that I was only a part of your first chapters and I can never be with you inside the remaining paragraphs of your life. I was the first one who saw a glimpse of your smile and would still be the last one only if we haven’t already said goodbye.