When I was 17 years old, it was 2 months after my daughter was born on the my brother killed himself, by gassing himself in his car. I will always love you no matter how long its been, I kept your favorite sweater and wear it every time I miss you Tell you that I really need you no matter what I said. I wish I could go back and tell you how I felt,
I regret the times I yelled at you when you were only trying to help,īut you know I only did it because you did it to me.Īnd I miss the way our room smelt of your cologne.īut most of all I miss your reassuring hugs and playful kisses. I like to remember our times together good times and the bad. I miss our nonsense arguments and all our wrestling matches just to pass time. I miss your comfort and the way you made me feel safe.
I miss you climbing through the window when you were late. Yes, we fought many of times but you supported, As I grew older I looked up to you and to no other.
