This pain is growing colder. The blackness is spreading. Thick ink-like tendrils floating through my numb body. It's all too much to bear. Too much to comprehend. Brain is frozen in "oh no" mode, forever stuck in the off position. Your voice dances on the edge of my fried mind. I can't quite grasp it but, know as sure as my next heartbeat that it resides there, just out of reach. Your face flashes behind my tired eyelids, waiting on the ultimate sleep for us to be together once again. Never to see you, never to hear you, never to touch you, until the end of eternity. And only then if we both end up in the same place. God or whatever entity is in charge of all this chaos owes me at least that much. Separating us like this, it should have been a crime against nature. It's like removing someone's lungs and expecting them to keep breathing. Me without you, you without me, it just doesn't work. Never have, never will things be normal again.
I miss my brother.