Breathing
Description
My brother is dying. All I can do is wish it would hurry up.
He can die because I’ll know he’ll find peace.
He can die because he’ll have no worries.
He can die.
And that will be fine with me.
Foreword
Why do people still live when they are suffering?
Is it because they are afraid of death?
Is it because they think they own a purpose?
Or maybe, they are waiting for that right moment.
I tell myself you left because you decided to.
But I know.
It is because I didn’t save you.
A/N: I created this story for a friend of mine :) I hope you will enjoy it! And though it may seem like the ending is obvious, I will promise you, I have tricks up my sleeve~
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