-Pretending-
He had to pretend, because when he did, the world was a better place...
He could pretend
Even though he was gone
He could still see him
Even though he wasn't there anymore
He could still hear him
Even though he hadn't said anything for months
He could still feel his ghostly touch,
A hand on his shoulder, a squeeze of his fingers, a lingering touch, telling him that everything was going to be alright
Even though he wasn't there anymore
He could still pretend that he was here,
So that it felt like he had never left
He could still pretend that everything was okay
He could pretend that his family wasn't broken
He could pretend their hearts weren't shattered
He could pretend that when he woke up in the mornings, everything was normal
He could pretend, when he walked past his brother's room, that it was only temporarily empty, and dust free
He could pretend that his brother would be in there sleeping, just like normal
He could pretend that his brothers, the ones sill here, weren't trying to make him see that all this wasn't real, that this fairy tale world he had created,
Didn't exist
But Mikey wanted it to exist
Because when he could pretend that everything was normal,
He didn't have to remember that each morning when he woke up,
There were only three of them left
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