This is not how I would have started this.
I can't tell her because she doesn't understand that, allthough you're young, and I hardly know you, I am a part of you as you are a part of me. I don't want you to grow up without me like i grew up without him. You're going to experience the same heartbreak that I did. You're going to experience the same hurt. I want to be there to talk to you and make you giggle that cute little, seven-year-old giggle that I like to imagine you doing. I want to to be able to vist you and play with you, I want to be able to take you out to lunch just like I take him out to lunch. I want to introduce you to my brother, and let you become friends so he may be your brother. I want to dry your tears and tell you it'll all be okay.
I want to be for you, what he could not be for me.
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