IT'S YOU
To my brother Alfred F. Jones
You and I,
Despite being twins
We are not the same
I don't understand why
Yes, we do look the same
People always mistook me for you
I'm the one to blame for your misbehave
I'm the one who took the pain on everything
You are bright, cheerful and hyperactive
I am dull, quiet and slow
You have so many friends
I have none but my bear
You got the most attention (in the world)
While I'm in the midst of invisibility
You are Jones, I am Williams
What's that suppose to mean?
I know you are oblivious to all these
But I know you don't actually mean it
I know… I know…
But hey, you know what?
Even after all that happened
I still somehow manage to not to hate you
I still somehow manage to… love you...
Oui, je t'aime, Alfred
Because you are my only brother
By; Matthew Williams
Alfred opens his eyes as the morning light rushes in through his window. He got up to a sitting position. His head automatically turned to the other unoccupied side of his bed.
There laid a paper.
He picked it up, get his glasses and start to read whatever written on it. The blonde's cerulean eyes widen as he scans each bit of words that lies on that paper.
Alfred quickly gets up from the bed, get dressed and rushes to Matthew's house.
When he gets there, Matthew was nowhere to be found.
A/N: Okay… that's not quite an ending. Maybe I'll make a sequel for this.