I love you. I’ll always love you. I have no idea what to say for your funeral. It’s not fair. Life’s not fair. You beat cancer two times. You spent your birthdays in the hospital, you spent Christmas in the hospital. You are loved by so many. You did everything they told you to do. You took your medicine, you did what they told you to do.

Yet cancer came back. All the treatments they gave you, the bone marrow from our baby brother and the experimental chemo didn’t help. They say you have weeks to live.

I don’t cry in front of you so you’ll have me to cry on. I feel all bottled up. I hold you when your scared, i tell you it’s okay to cry because everyone looks at you and says ‘ don’t cry’ but it’s okay to cry. You can cry on me all you want. I’ll be here till you pass away.

Your just seventeen years old. It’s not fair.