Grief or: only for you and me

A year earlier - a year later
(as if` 1 was an even rotten omen, better: they are one in the different world)
Those went we loved.
To watch as angel
About us.
We do not forget them and recollections remain too awake.
Why just your helpless sadness
In me the heart touches?
As if you were not distant
But near how a brother
I never had?
Request no answer,
You will never get them.