Look out for your step-brother

I had always been told

Be there to help him up

When he falls asleep in the snow

Hurry now, or he’ll catch a cold

It’s late at night

As you wrap your scarf around his shoulders

He looks into your big brown eyes

What’s with his new disguise?

Last time I checked we were both the same age

I blinked a couple times and put on my glasses

What I found was shocking

The least bit expected

His black hair turned white

Surely it must be the snow

I wondered to myself

When did he hold such a heavenly glow

He picked up my luggage and led me to the stairs

The lights flickered in the house

In an instant he was already there

Standing at the doorway with his palm outstretched,

“What more could you want?”

His crimson eyes ablaze with fire

Caught me by surprise

His fingertips floated around my cheek like a feather

My cheeks flushed bright red

As I steeled myself for what was about to be said,

“You said you wanted me to be independent,” I took a step back as he leaned forward,”so now that I’ve long been dead the gods granted me immortality because I played their little game, but don’t cry…

you can still look out for me.”