I went to your house today to see your mom. It was weird. There were photos of you everywhere; On the walls, on the shelves, in the kitchen and bedrooms.. The only place that lacked a reminder of you was the bathrooms. There we were, Surrounded by your things, All trying not to cry. Trying to pretend that you're not actually gone. Tia told me I could play your ukulele, And as I held it in my hands, I swear I could feel you there watching us. We were surrounded by your things, And I just hope that a piece of your soul is with your mom. She needed you. She loved you. And now all she can do is be Surrounded by your things.
I really miss you Hunter. Your mom is not how I remember. She's not "Crazy Carly" anymore. She just looks so broken, and I don't think that seeing you everywhere she goes helps, but make sure that YOU make sure she's loved, k buddy? Love you, Hunterdink. Rest easy.