After my mother left me all of you brought me in, but you were the one who drove me around and made me lunch. You were the one who made me eat dinner, and embarrassed me. You were the one who held me when I cried. I miss you hyung.
Every time I have a basketball game I look through the crowd to see if you are there, and it hurts so much more when I can't see you. I would have rather known you couldn't be there.
Every time I hurt myself I find myself yelling into your room if you have a band-aid, forgetting you are gone.
But in the end you left me just like my mother did.
But unlike her, you cared.
AN: I HATE MYSELF
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