It’s not fair. You were far too good for the shitty hand you got dealt. You haven’t even been gone for a day and I already can’t imagine what I’m going to do without you. You were my rock, you were my person. I don’t connect with any of the family like I did with you. Not my brothers and not dad, but you.
I just can’t stop thinking of all the things you won’t be able to help me with anymore, no more gossip, no more late night talks, no more I loves you or having lunch together. No more getting your opinion on things and no more advice when I really need it.
You won’t see me graduate, you won’t see me get engaged, you won’t see me get married or have a kid. You won’t get to be there for any of the stuff in my life. How am I supposed to deal with that? I’m only 21 and I’ve already lost you.
What am I supposed to do. I need you here. Mom I love you.