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by Emily Oct 29, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
I cry when I think how you are never coming back. How you always loved everyone, no matter what happened. Everybody misses you, I use to think, "Why did you go?" But now the answer is clear, I surely know. You were brave, you were loving, always trying for more. You were confident and tough, and sure down to the core. But I never even thought that this would happen, I never had a clue, but now I do, especially after the problems with Yahoo! After you died, I never knew it would be like this, but, you are pretty famous. When you come on the news, I smile slightly and say, that is my cousin, Justin.
by Emily
Hey I know you all prolly think that I submitted this poem just to get votes, but this really did happn, look him up of you have to