I Know Pain

I lost my brother when I was 10 months old. He was three. I didn't get a chance to know him and I always find myself wishing all of this is just a big misunderstanding and he is actually out there alive. My dad left soon after and told my mom he buried his heart with my brother and ever since then I wonder why i wasn't good enough to keep him around.
wandering87 wandering87
1 Response May 6, 2012

Aww im soo sorry about that. To read that. You are good enough to keep around. Always know that you are here for a reason. Confusion is good. Keeps the mind wondering. Never find bitterness within you because its like unexpected relativrs popping up, hard to get rid of.