Man things like this really hit me. When I was 16 my life long buddy died of a freak heart attack. He had some heart condition that could easily have been remedied but they never found it in time.

There isnt a day that goes by that I dont think about him even 6 years on. His younger brother is too young to remember know I am... so when I see him in the streets it hurts and brings back memories but his brother is none the wiser. His mum cant even look at me when she sees me, it must bring back the memories and I can understand that. He lived in the street next to me so I see his house everyday.

Life can be tough huh :(