My brother knew a lot of people. I’ve been finding out that a few of my friends knew him. I didn’t know that they knew him. We could’ve all gone out for a coffee together. Now I’ll never have that chance. How come I only find this out after he’s gone?
I miss going out for coffee with him. I can’t sleep tonight. Thinking about him, about my friends and how we’ll never get the chance to all visit. Why?
I wish things were different. I wish he was still here.
Thanks again for listening. Till next time,