If I close my eyes and think of you I can hear you laugh. This exact time last year we sat together in Luke's apartment watching seasons of It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia that I had bought you for you 18th birthday. We sat on Luke's bed and looked at all his pictures and you told me stories about this man you loved. We laughed. I miss our laughs. To be honest I haven't laughed the same way since you left. I am confident in saying that I know you are happy and I know I'm trying to be. I guess that's all we can do. I miss you. I love you. Happy Birthday baby brother.
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