-Pretending-


He had to pretend, because when he did, the world was a better place...


He could pretend

Even though he was gone

He could still see him

Even though he wasn't there anymore

He could still hear him

Even though he hadn't said anything for months

He could still feel his ghostly touch,

A hand on his shoulder, a squeeze of his fingers, a lingering touch, telling him that everything was going to be alright

Even though he wasn't there anymore

He could still pretend that he was here,

So that it felt like he had never left

He could still pretend that everything was okay

He could pretend that his family wasn't broken

He could pretend their hearts weren't shattered

He could pretend that when he woke up in the mornings, everything was normal

He could pretend, when he walked past his brother's room, that it was only temporarily empty, and dust free

He could pretend that his brother would be in there sleeping, just like normal

He could pretend that his brothers, the ones sill here, weren't trying to make him see that all this wasn't real, that this fairy tale world he had created,

Didn't exist

But Mikey wanted it to exist

Because when he could pretend that everything was normal,

He didn't have to remember that each morning when he woke up,

There were only three of them left


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