It’s been 3 months without you.... and It still doesn’t feel real. I still wait for you to walk out of your bedroom every day. I miss you, So much. I don’t get it and never will. You had so much to live for.... My heart continues to break each and every day and will continue to for the rest of my life, I wish I told you how much you meant to me because you truly did mean a lot, You were my only brother.. The only one of my siblings near my age.. and life just isn’t fair... It’s hard sometimes even playing Video Games because that was something we were both into and hearing you screaming through the wall at the people on Call of Duty or GTA5.. I miss that. I miss texting you from my room telling you to shut the hell up because I’m trying to sleep... I feel like i’m losing and still losing so much of myself everyday over this and I miss how it used to be.. I just.. miss you. Sorry for the people, friends, and followers that continue to hear about my venting/depression over my brother. Sometimes it’s nice to write it down and look back at it.
