I can't tell you why I came home and thought of him. I can't tell you why I thought of him and his struggle at this hour. I don't know why it hit me so hard on this of all days. I can't tell you why I took a walk and heard wind chimes the entire 3-block walk. And I can't tell you why, at 3am I called my cousin to talk and she was asleep and answered just to tell me about him.
Sometimes it's just fate. And sometimes you just believe.
I miss and love you very much.
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