My heart aches but slowly its mending all i can do know is hold memories dear to me why oh why i speak in loud sentences how do you move on i move on through his wisdom and thoughts i know we will meet again but its rough to think about it this is not like throwing a flag on the field wanting an instant replay if it was where do i go for that i do miss my brother he was a good soul and im sure he is up there packing a good bowl of some kind bud he is in my thoughts and my dreams luv u Stephen peace out chappi
