To my heart, Nat❤️
The day they told me you were gone was the same day doctors told me I might be next as if life wanted to see how much my heart could bear. But I think what cut the deepest was watching your memory become a trend for people who never really saw you while you were here. (Don’t worry we see them, and I know you’re giving them that side-eye from the other side.)
I’ll never forget the sound of your mother’s cries that hollow, breaking sound that makes time stop.
Your little brother carries your absence like a shadow now
trying to be stronger than his years,
trying to fill shoes that were never meant to be replaced.
And your sisters, they drift quieter these days,
like they’re still searching for your voice in every corner of the spaces that they’re in .
There are so many things I wish could’ve been different
like not replying after our little fight that meant nothing at all. I thought I had time. I thought we had more.
This is the second time I’ve lost a best friend but this time, I refuse to let life break me. You’ll keep living through me, in every breath, every laugh, every fight I still have left.
I’ll keep the promise we made: I’ll watch over your family, your siblings, your legacy. You rest for now, and wait for me when the job’s done. ❤️
I love you but you already knew that. Thank you for loving me back, for being my mirror, my brother, my constant. In all timelines in an all possibilities only you.
P.S. Hug my grandma for me you two will get along just fine.
