Kami was off

His eye was purple

He didn't speak to me

He was silent

He mutters in his sleep ,"Rebornica"

And you all know what that means

But...why?

We visited our parents

He spoke with them

Not me

He was smiling

So happy

Peculiar

He smelt strange too

Not his usual rotting or cigarette smoke smell

He smelt like me

Black roses