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The year was 1998 and the day January 20.
No one was to know my world would crumble.
Oh, but it did with the ringing news.
The news wasn't cheery, baby.
It was fatal, legal, and left me hollow.
My dearest beloved Anthony how I cherish you.
I miss making memories with you.
I miss laughing with you.
I miss talking with you.
I miss going to your car to listen to your new sound system.
I miss sitting in your room talking, listening to music, and rummaging through CD's.
I miss the best friend I had, but didn't know.
I miss the man who taught me how guys can be and should be.
I miss the man who protected and defended me.
I miss the man who loved me unconditionally.
I miss the man who used to help me out.
I miss the man I used to go swimming, biking, climbing sheds with.
I miss the man who tried to help me down the shed when I was scared.
I miss the man who joked with me and treated me as an equal, whole.
I miss the man who meant the world to me and I secretly admired.
I miss the man I wanted a hug from.
I miss my cousin, friend, best friend, protector, helper, hero.
I miss you so much Anthony that I cry inside.
I know the clock's ticking, the days are changing, and I'm maturing.
I know you're watching from above.
I know you're hear to listen if I'd just talk.
I know you love me.
Somehow, I know you know I love you, too.
But all in all I miss you and I'd do absolutely anything to get you back.
And with a deep sigh I regret for not speaking up sooner.
God bless you in heaven and please wait for me.
We will meet again and rejoice.
Amen.