Amma remembers your smiling face.
Dad only sees the young boy you once were.
Me....I see the brother I love.

I don't know how I'll get through a week without your hello.
You were my dialysis.

Selfishly helping you made me feel better, stronger, useful.

I wish you hadn't gone.
I'm not ready to accept it.
I've raged at god, at fate and the unfairness that is life.

It makes no difference, you're gone.