The brother I see in my dreams is not the same brother I remember. He was young, with short hair and carefree, always laughing.
Yet in my dreams he's older, hair long in a ponytail. But what stands out most is he's miserable.
The look in his eyes is defeated, longing, lonely. And there's someone with him who looks so much like me, who cares for my brother. But my brother hates him.
Why do I have these dreams? In that drab world, where my brother is not the brother I know? He's not the same. Why do I see these things? I know he loves me, he gave his life for me.
Did he regret it?
Does he blame me?
Brother, I miss you. Please come home. Come home as the bother I know. Carefree, happy.
I don't want to see you sad. Or angry. Or lonely. Why do you always look like you're going to cry? Why do drink like that? Are you even old enough? I can tell by your face you don't like it, yet you down it until you can't even stand.
Did I do this to you?
Why won't you come home?
I miss you.
And yet,
I don't even know
If you are the brother
That I'm searching for.
(inspired by the first 4 pages of Honey Hunt (doujinshi))
I wrote this around 2 am right as I was about to close my computer. Man, doujinshi really is a great inspiration.
