Jay

He was my best friend, at times, we didn’t get along, we would fight, and yell, but he would love me, and I the same, no matter what. We pretty much grew up with each other, my parents, my brother, and my dog Jay, one big happy family. We even thought of him as our unofficial third little brother, we even called him “Jay Son” at times. My mom would treat him like a baby, even if he techically was her senior. I’m gonna miss him, and it hurts to think about this, but I will always remember him in my heart, nothing will ever make me forget the better times I’ve had with him.

Goodbye, Jay, I love you.

I’ll always remember you.