My love, I know you cannot hear me. I know I’m slowly killing myself by sitting here… On a long since weathered tomb while staring at your grave. But it’s all I’ve got. Daddy can’t know, mommy doesn’t get it, and why brother with big brother. You were all I had. I miss you. Not a day goes by; nor a cloud drifts by I don’t yearn for but a call from you. It’s kinda funny, really. You were older, funnier, cuter and overall better than I am. Why let me love you? Why taunt me with impossibility? I guess it doesn’t matter. At least you’re one last thing I no longer must worry about. It kills me though. But at least I cam count on the guy in the sky with a beard to care for you now. I know now you’re safe and sound beneath the ground.

Goodbye, Nick.