A Brother's Heartbreak

In his face I can see it. 

He doesn't recognize me. 

My eyes begin to blur,

I run away. 

Looking in the mirror, 

I can't see myself.

Either,

I am disappearing,

Or,

This is someone else. 

I hate this. 

He pulls away.

He's gone. 

I fall....

I stand back up. 

I look in the mirror. 

There's no recognition.

That's the best part. 

I'm growing.

Days,

Months,

Years...

I approach him. 

He remembers me,

He pulls away.

I stand.

I wait.

I know.

He will return...

He does.