still makes me cry

sunday;1253 uk timei worked these past two days in southampton.if it wasn't for the job i wouldn't allow myself to go there.just the train station reminds me of my brother...memoires flashes back from when we bought the ticket and caught the train to my place....it feels like watching a replay from the past in black and white...and can't help but cry!I can't forget his words..'i'll come and visit you there and see your new place by surprise because i know now to get a train to Basingstoke"!but i guess he has forgottten that.but i haven't....in fact until now i am praying for a miracle that one day he'll just turn up here!!!!!!!!!