Nov 2019
I hate him so much
I miss the way he treated me
I miss his friendship and how he made me laugh
I miss him taking care of me in every aspect
I miss the car rides we took listening to amazing music
I miss the way he treated me
I miss his friendship and how he made me laugh
I miss him taking care of me in every aspect
I miss the car rides we took listening to amazing music
My brother killed himself May 2014.
Makes sense that I would mix missing him and hating him in the same poem.
Makes sense that I would mix missing him and hating him in the same poem.
