"That ‘bro’ is the best thing that has ever happened to me.. I really wish u could meet him, sometimes I can’t explain how much I love him or need him, but he seems to understand me without me asking him.. my heart reaches out for him, he’s my angel and forever will be.. we went through pain and laughter together and I’m never gonna live in memories of him instead, of making ones. He’s my big bro and ‘brothers and sisters never leave each other, they’re always connected, and not always by blood’"
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.