미안해

My brother died. Five years ago.

I thought time will heal the wound.

I thought I wouldn’t cry when I accidentally mentioned him.

I always stuck at his last moment. Still.

I regret for looking away when he was just asking. I have a lot of regrets. Now it’s meaningless.

By the end of it, I was in tears, on the bed, alone.

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