Sometimes...

...it´s just to hard to handle the pain I feel inside. Every minute, every hour, every day I miss you and wish you where here with me. My little brother there is noone like you. I wish you didn´t drive that night. I wish you were alive. I wish you would be here with me to handle my pain.

You are the best, now and forever...

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