Beloved

Dear Beloved Brother,

How selfish are your actions?

To think you’re invincible

To leave without a goodbye

A hug

Or the words we barely said

“I love you”

left with the feeling of regret,

haunting my thoughts,

Wishing we could have one more moment together.

To know it can never be said again to your physical being,

I’m only left here to think you loved me too.

How selfish were our actions?

Love,

Madison