I never knew the last words we exchanged would be you wishing me a happy birthday on my wall.
This doesn't seem real. The name on the news seems like another unfortunate person. The text I got this afternoon feels like a practical joke and my mind still hasn't registered the fact that you're gone.
No doubt you've changed a lot but you'll always be the tubby adorable little boy to us. You will be missed. Rest In Peace, Eugin.
            
