I miss you, man. My mom and sister misses you too. Mom said she thought of you as her own son. You’re always welcome here no matter what. It wouldn’t be the first time, right? You always said you wish we met later in life and maybe we will? Maybe the time apart is just what we needed to be able to be there for each other in the right way in the future. I know that you don’t see what you see in me in her. I see how you’re looking at me. Our eyes doesn’t lie. I’m going to open when you knock on my door.
-E