Just made Top Ramen, just the way my brother used to make it. How do I remember these things? It wasn't on purpose, but just so happen, I remembered he made it this exact way, a different way than most would. 9 and a half years later, I either find myself picking up where he left off or a lot of little things bring his presence back.
I'm just a year older than he was when he was murdered. Can't help but think, what would he be doing if he were still here?
And why? You know? Something that nobody will ever understand...why these things happen. And we're forced to move on.
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