Happy, Happy, Happy
Six years. Six years is a long time for some people, but for us, it was enough time for me. Time that made the difference between us. Difference between border line hatred and annoyance and love and respect. From always wanting to follow you every where you went, be every where you were, be with whoever you were with, do everything you did, and pushing you to the edge to hate it all. To not getting enough time on the phone, missing you when you went off to college, and realizing that I have the best brother in the world.
For all the times I never said, you really are the best, and I love you.
Happy Birthday, brother. xo