I went to his wake yesterday. He looked the same. It just looked like he was asleep. It looked like he had that goofy smirk on his face. The one he would have right before he hugged me hello. I miss my friend. I still haven’t recovered from the loss of my dad, and I still cry over Sergio. September and April are really melancholy months for me. Add January to the list. Today he’s being buried, and it’s his birthday. He would have been 31 today. I didn’t go to the services because I just can’t watch them bury our junior. I’m really going to miss him. He was my goofy kid brother from another mother. We’ll always have The Alchemist and Dragon Ball Z. Two of his favorite things. I miss him, may he rest in peace.