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My cousin..

I miss him so much. My uncle was just telling me how he was just a block over when he got killed. It put such a deep pain in my chest.

I miss the family bond I never got to share with him. I never had enough money to visit him. After months of him begging, I finally managed to get a job for that very reason... just for him to get arrested. 🥲🤣 Then when he got out, we moved to a different state, and I never got to see him after that. I lost contact with after he had to delete his social media.

Then 4 months ago he died. My mom apparently was friends with his grandma on Facebook. If only I asked about him when I was thinking of him, he might still be alive today.

Even though, once the streets call for you, there's no going back.

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Waffles · 100+

I literally think about him everyday now. Part of me sometimes hopes he faked his death and is just in witness protection somewhere. But I know he's not coming back.

I feel like his death hurts me more than my grandma's at this point. She just passed last week. But I knew she was sick. We knew it wasn't going to be long for her unfortunately...

But him. He was only 20. He had his entire life still ahead of him. And funny thing is, we just happened to meet by chance. And we didn't even know we were cousins at the time, we were just really fucking cool with each other. My grandma had a BBQ and he showed up out of nowhere and that's how we found out we were related.

It was like God giving me the one thing I've always wanted, to have a genuine bond with a family member. To not just be related by blood but also with friendship. And at the same fucking time, who would have thought that would have been the last time I saw him?

The only thing I wanted, ripped away like that. I should have hugged him.

SirBenedictTheSecond · 22-25, M

Let me massage you.

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