It’s like waking up from a dream, everything is clouded<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p>


I turn and look at the clock: 4:34 A.M, when I started this letter it was 9 P.M<o:p></o:p>


Why is my thought process clouding up my judgment?<o:p></o:p>


Why do I feel the way I do?<o:p></o:p>


How is it possible that you’ve truly changed into who you say you are over such a short period of time?<o:p></o:p>


Is this just some sick twisted joke?<o:p></o:p>


Do you really LOVE me?<o:p></o:p>


These questions I ask myself…<o:p></o:p>


How did we get like this? <o:p></o:p>


We were so very close?<o:p></o:p>


You were my brother……<o:p></o:p>


My warrior…..<o:p></o:p>


My LOVE….<o:p></o:p>


My …<o:p></o:p>



I’ll hold you close until the day I die.<o:p></o:p>


I won’t let you go no matter where we are.<o:p></o:p>


Miles can’t separate the undying LOVE I have for you.<o:p></o:p>


I miss you every second that you’re gone.<o:p></o:p>


I miss your hugs, your words, your sarcasm, I miss YOU!<o:p></o:p>