Come back to me. Please. I can’t even deal with how lost I am without you here with me right now. You, my brother, who I talked to about everything. I facebook you every day, and even though you never reply, I will never stop leaving you those little notes, those little hints that whisper how much you mean to me. I still love you, even after what you did. So lose the crowd. Stop with the tattoos. Don’t ignore me any longer.
I can’t go on without you by my side.