Following you was all I did, after all, you were my big brother. My only brother.
Fearing you was something I never imagined to do.
Fighting you was something I wished I never had to do constantly.
Facing you was something so terrifying.
Funny how I still miss you.
Funny how I still wish you were alive again.
Funny how I still love you.
For all you are to me is my big brother.
For all you were to me was my big brother.
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My ABC's For You (Completed)
Kısa HikayeGirl writes notes to someone dear to her who has committed suicide. Read her ABC's for him.
