Dear Hoshinoumi

Is it really?

Is writing just a waste of my time, 

and a waste of time for others to read?

Is writing this here now, 

is it really useless?

According to some people it is.

I've been thinking, 

that my little brother- 

is just an illusion created by my mind. 

And it's because 

I don't get how somebody, 

like him, 

so sweet, 

You,

my mirror,

my other half,

my dark side.

We look the same.

But in no way are we alike.

We're like two halves, 

of the same coin.

But you-

are my worst regret.