Will you still need me tomorrow?
Dedicated to Ben Pitts, my beloved brother.
I can remember holding your holding your hand before you had your first operation.
I was only a child, but I was scared that I would loose you that day.
I watched you walk and talk and play with your food.
What a beautiful man you have become.
I played your games, I watched you grow, in your eyes I made the monsters go away.
I held you close to me as we watched the rain together.
Foolish children we were, but we loved eachother.
We fought like cat and dog, but don't all siblings do the same?
I held your hand when dad left, wiped the tears away and made you smile again.
I guess I can't call you my baby brother anymore.
You will always be my brother, some things will never change.
But I can't hug the demons away anymore, you don't need me to.
I no longer need to steal the darkness and make you laugh, make you happy.
You have your own ideals and don't need me to come with open arms for every mistake you make.
I have to let go now, you have to do this on your own.
I have a question for you boy,
Will you still need me tomorrow?