My Brother


You're not just walking out the door to be alone,
you're moving eleven hours away
you're not just a friend,
you're a brother.
We've made sad memories with you,
we've made funny memories with you,
we've made happy memories with you,
we've made heartbreaking memories with you.
To think about the past can be hard,
but what's ahead of us is the future,
we have to go forward not backward.
So let's make more sad and funny and happy and heartbreaking memories together,
you're a brother that I have the privilege of having,
no matter where you are, if you want to be alone or if you're living eleven hours away,
we'll always be able to encourage each other and laugh together.

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