I didn’t know what to write, but I felt I should write something.
When I heard there was bad news, a million thoughts ran through my head, but never did I think someone would tell me you had gone.
Ever morning I’d call you and rip you about somthing, always the joke that it was your fault. 
I used to joke with you every day and never once did you get the hump or take offence.  
Just always smile and chuckle back and agree. 
I wish I could grab hold of you now and tell you how much you’d changed all our lives, how much we all cared about you. 
How no matter what, we’d never let you fall like you’d never let us.
I wish I could go back and tell you how great you where, how I honestly thought you where one in a million, how I was proud to be your friend.
You genuinely where the nicest, most gently bloke Iv ever met and it really was an honour to have been your friend, I really miss our chats but I know you are still with us and I will see you again one day long from now when I’m old and gray and we’ll watch down over my boys and laugh and talk about how much they have grown. 
May you have the very best bed up in heaven, in the arms of your dad.
Watch over us all brad and keep sending us all your signs xxx