Brother is gone.
It's okay to cry now.
It's okay to think of you
To know that you are the only one
who will ever love me
the way I wish to be.
The cross you put around my neck
Nearly three years ago
To remind me of our love
Broke yesterday
And my world nearly ended.
As the chain hit the floor
it was as if time stopped.
It's irrepairably broken
Something kills me about that.
Should I just cobble it together
And pretend it never happened?
Like I always did for you?
Or is this the end...?
Yes, I guess it is.