Red Eyes

by Yosei
 
 
 

Red eyes.

I can’t believe that I have never notice it before.

We have the same eyes.

You are the one.

You are my brother.

My twin.

Do you know?

Do you know that you eyes are so very expressive?

When I look into them,

I can see the pain,

I can see the loneliness,

I can see the sorrow.

When I look into them,

I can’t believe that you were the same one,

The one that I felt,

When we were in our mother’s womb.

You were so innocent.

So different from what you have become.

But I’m not ashamed,

Instead I’m proud of you.

I’m proud of the fact that you had survived.

I’m proud of what you have become.

A creature that is so loving and so proactive of those you love.

I’m proud to know that you are my brother.

My twin.

But why don’t you tell me?

Why do you not tell me that you are my twin?

Is it because…because I’m weak?

Because I’m a burden to you?

I just wish that you could be proud of me.

Like I’m proud of you.

I love you.

My brother.

My twin.

I love your gentleness.

I love your protectiveness.

I love your strength.

But most of all.

I love your red eyes.

And I hope that one day,

You will be proud of me,

And tell me that you are my brother.
 
 

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