The worst pain of the world

Today I lost the most important person in all my live, the one that raised me, loved me, protected me from all, guided me, taught me how life was good, made ​​me laugh when nobody else did, and became ours useless moments of something funny or special. But of course, we fought, and our fights were intense, we knocked, shouted, cried and I unfortunately said things that I wouldn't say, but seconds after we realized how much we loved each other. While all brothers slept in their own rooms, we slept in my mother's,
while others pretends hate themselves. We always declared how much we loved each other.
Sleep alone when I might sleep with him? Never.
While so many brothers expelled their brothers when friends came, my brother's friends became mine.
Brothers follow differents ways, we choose the same road and this road ends here.



My mother, my brother and I were a tripod, one leg is gone forever, one leg suffered irreparable damage, and one leg cannourot stand alone.

No one I know I'll post something here, and will probably post about it.
I do not hesitate to world that does not exist!


Once when I draw about fred and george, people said how terrible could be lost your twins, I don't have a twin, but I lost more than a brother, I lost a part of my soul. and  no one have any idea how it hurts.