There is a thing people who love us should know. Its that when they ask us what's wrong, and we don't feel like telling them at that moment, we are also kind of asking them to please stay with us. At that moment we just need them (not someone) to be with us, talk to us in a normal manner.
these days are hard.
Sometimes I'm sitting with my family, or sitting alone, and it just hits me out of nowhere, the realization of how much I miss your presence in my life, how much I miss our talks, your teasing, everything. But that follows with what happened, how you preferred a person you started talking few months ago over me, me whom you called your brother and you had known for few years now. I was the person who gave preference to you over everyone, because I called you my family. You once told me not to expect too much from you but at least you could have known your priorities. Or maybe you had always known, it was just me who didn't know them. Stupid me.