I didn't sleep very well last night.
My brother is moving to Florida in two weeks. See, some siblings don't get along, some despise eachother, but not my brother and I. I absolutely love him to death. He's one of the few that's been here for me my entire life, and now he is moving all the way across the country. I am very upset.
When he told me, I started bawling my eyes out right there in front of everyone. I love my brother so much, I don't think anyone could understand. We're so close because we've always been there for love and support, and neither of us have had very happy lives. My biological mother left when I was 14 months old, and countless mothers/siblings after her, so needless to say I have extreme abandonment issues.
I'm so afraid he's going to move there and become depressed, or that something is going to happen to him and I won't be there to stop it. I love Jon more than he could ever understand.
(That's us playing when we were little.)
I love you, Jon. <3