IF I COULD WRITE TO ANYONE

It'll be my twin brother, they say you left a week to our delivery. By the time you were born, skin peeling and slippery no one could tell what you really looked like. "What a miracle she lived" mum told me those were the words of the doctor. It was a miracle they said. It was you and God I like to believe. I, sometimes, think you gave up your life for me. How do I miss someone I never met? It feels like I know you my brother, like I've known you my whole life. You mean so much to me, how do I even say this? I don't know but somehow I feel like I know you. Every year during our birthday I miss you and I think about you. What do you look like? Did you grow up in heaven like I've done on Earth? Do you see me? Do you even think about me? How are you doing over there? My twinnie would you have loved to twin with me? I wish you could read the letters I write to you every year, I wish you could see the thoughts of my mind, the way I dearly wish and hope you had been here. If I could be given one chance to do something unforeseen, it'll be to see you just for one time. Just a glimpse brotherly. keep resting powerfully king.