…why didn’t you wait for me?
will I ever appear in the black closet of your memory?
is my life, my existence, worth any less than your own?
we both want to live, without pain, without anxiety, with no regrets, a family with shared love…
…did you even recognise me brother?
… i was waiting for you
A far to common sight on our roads. Taken just outside my office in South Melbourne, Australia.