I still hurt so much when I think about you. Why the hell did you leave me here alone. You were always there to look out for me. When I had no where to go, I went to you. Remember that summer I practically lived at your house, remember how much fun we had. Everywhere I went, I never belonged, but you made me belong. You made people like me because I was cousin. You made me feel important. You cared unconditionally, like no other, closer than a brother. How the hell could you leave me here. Just days before you were gone, I was walking downtown, thinking about the future. I remember thinking that when I get married and have kids Uncle Luke wou