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Well. I haven’t been here for a while.

It’s quiet, more than I remember. The scenery is as equally as beautiful as the last time I came.

It’s been too long.

Too long indeed.

God, I miss you. You have no idea how much.

Remember those good old times, when it was just the three of us, on the road?

Yeah, I know. I was a real diva most of the time. You were the peace-maker.

I miss how you used to sneak into my bunk and draw all over my face in sharpie.

Yes, I know it was you. I have my ways.

Why won’t you talk to me?

Anyway, I just wanted to see you again.

I miss hearing your voice, when you’d run around on stage, singing your big heart out.

I miss seeing your smile, and the way your face would light up every time I goofed off.

I miss just hanging out with you, talking, playing, pulling pranks. Being brothers.

I’m sorry.

I’m so sorry about how I wasn’t there for you.

I should have been there with you, I just…

I’m sorry, and I wish there was more I could say, but this. This is all I can say.

I brought you something. Flowers.

Here. They’re violets. I know they’re your favourite. Blue violets.

It’s going to rain soon.

I don’t want to leave just yet.

Before all this happened… remember we were fighting that day?

Yeah, now that I look back, it was a silly argument that should have never happened.

I can’t help but feel guilty for this.

No, don’t cry, please. It was my fault.

I would never hate you.

Don’t worry. I’ll always be here.

Waiting.

You know something?

The piano in our living room kinda reminds me of you.

The elegant keys, black against white, brass laced with crimson wood.

I swear, that one night, I heard somebody playing there.

Golden.

I know it was your favourite song.

Was it you that night, playing that reminder of the past?

That is something I may never find out.

But, it was nice of you to come by for a visit. The house has been getting lonely.

Mom and Dad?

They stopped crying a long time ago. They said, better to forgive and forget.

I never forgot.

I still cry, late at night, remembering.

The memories still haunt me. It hangs over me like the shadow of Death. I could never get rid of the horrible, horrible feeling.

Why did you go?

It wasn’t your time yet.

You were so young, so young. You never found love, never had kids, never got settled down.

If I could change things?

You would be in my place.

Nobody knew there was going to be a robbery at the store the exact same day you went in.

I would have stopped you from going in.

But no. You had to be a hero and save that little girl.

Don’t worry. She’s doing fine. She thanks you every night for saving her.

Yes, I’ll tell her. Don’t worry so much.

Rest. You need it.

It’s time I got home.

The others will be wondering where I went.

You know something else?

I can see why you like it here.

It’s silent, in a cemetery. Leaning by the mausoleum door, talking to my little brother.

I might be crazy.

I might be lonely.

I might be miserable.

But, I know.

You will be watching over us. Our guardian angel.

Remember, you’ll always have a place in my heart.

And again, I’m sorry.

I’ll see you round.

Love you, Nick.

Bye.

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