8 Words
After all the fight and I hate you's and i wish you were never born. Now that your gone, i wish you were back. I miss the way you hugged me, the way you held me in your arms. I miss yours smile, your eyes, but mostly i miss your warmth. I want him back. I wish he never left.
There i was sitting in the pew with my mom and my best werenthere to support my family and noise of my mom crying, made me feel sad,guilty,mad. Everybody crying around me even if they were not making noise; It hurted and it hurted bad. It was all my fault, if we never had that fight or said those 8 words. Maybe he would still be here
It was time for us to say our last goodbyes. I went up and what i saw was my brother. When i put my hand to his cheek i whispered. "Axel, im so sorry".
I kissed his cheek and sat down. When they closed the casket, i wanted to run up there and hug and bring him back. I knew that would'nt happen
Those 8 words ruined my life
"I hate you, i wish you were gone"