I miss you

I miss you, Mike, I miss the friendship we could’ve had. I hate that you took away the opportunity for us to really get to know each other. I hate that you took away my big brother. I hate that you left your kids. I hate the way you did it. I hate knowing I won’t get to talk to you again, won’t hug you again, won’t receive an awkward birthday phone call. We didn’t get to drink together. I didn’t get to know you. not really. I want you to come back.

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