You're Killing Me Softly

At the day of the surgery, he just stared at the ceiling, his heart growing cold. His brother could only do the same as well.

No matter how much he wants to be apart from him so he won't see his expression, he could not until they are separated. Maybe this really as for the best.

No, it's not for the best!

He wanted to call out, to reach out. He wanted to stop the doctor from sawing them apart. He wants to stand up and just ran away, ran away with his brother forever.

As he stared on that ceiling, pacified by whatever that chemical the genius doctor injected to them, his mind travelled to many places at once. To memories that are far away, to memories that never happened, turning into a murky, dirty water he could never cleanse.

And the sewage goes directly to his heart.

Samson and Samuel. Samuel and Samson. They are always together.

Now it's time for them to part.