Words can’t honestly describe how much I miss you. How much my heart breaks everyday. How much pain I keep locked inside. How much I just want to be with you…i’ve lost my best friend, my brother. Its been a little over a year and I still don’t believe you’re gone. I want you here. I want to hear your voice. I want to see you. But I can’t….and it breaks me into so many fucking pieces…all I want is my brother back. I want to be happy….it’ll never happen. And I hate it. I just want my brother….
There is just a certain point, where you stop caring.
The people who you thought would always be there, change, and leave slowly.
But you constantly try.
But there is no effort on their part.
So you just let go.
Regardless of how much it sucks, or how much you fucking miss the person, it needs to be done.
Then they’ll realize they miss you.
Then it’s their turn to try.