His brother was his everything, his other half. Now his brother is gone, and he feels as if a piece of him is missing.
He tries to be happy because he knows that’s what his brother would want. He acts as if nothing is wrong, but inside he’s screaming for help.
Keeping his chip up, he tries to walk forward and move on. Putting a smile on his face, he tries to live without regret, but he can’t help to think that it’s all his fault.
His brother was the one person he could always look up to, but now he’s gone forever.
Some days he wants it all to end so he can be with his brother.
Imagining that his brother is in a better place takes away the pain for awhile, but it’s never permanent.