You’d be 13 by now and probably in your room reading a book or laughing on FaceTime with your older brother in college.
Maybe your favorite food is spaghetti and horror movies were something we’d enjoy together on our Friday nights.
If you were a girl, I’d teach you that it’s ok to be strong. If you were a boy, I’d tell you that it’s ok to cry.
But unfortunately I won’t ever know what the future holds for you and all I’m left with are ‘what ifs’ and another birthday that has gone by without a cake or celebration.
You may be the one I lost, but a part of you will always be a part of me.