RIP Little bro..
I wasn't there to protect you. How do I even respond? You were coming home in three days... So many things i wished i would have told you.. Like i used to get teary eyed when you went back home after your vacations. How i wanted to try so hard for us to be best friends... to be closer than the ninja turtles. When we were kids all we wanted was to be pro wrestlers, start a band, rule the world. We use to take all the cushions off the couch when mom was at work and have friends come over and have insane wrestling matches when we were still in elementary. We would drag the pots and pans out and that beat up guitar with 4 strings and record ourselves on a tape recorder blasting our hearts out like we were at a show. You may not see it, but everything we did as kids and wanted to be, i tried my hand in. I was in a band. Ive put my hands over my face after puking from training to be a professional wrestler. I tried to live our childhood dreams, and i would have given anything for you to do these things with me.
You use to take shit from no one and give shit to anyone you could, Youd pick fights with the biggest people or the older kids... and Because you were my little brother I'd stop what i was doing and take that walk with you to make sure nothing happened to you... regardless of how mad we were at each other.
I miss you shithead.
What do i do now? Where do i go from here?
I love you kid,
Your big brother,
Tony.
You use to take shit from no one and give shit to anyone you could, Youd pick fights with the biggest people or the older kids... and Because you were my little brother I'd stop what i was doing and take that walk with you to make sure nothing happened to you... regardless of how mad we were at each other.
I miss you shithead.
What do i do now? Where do i go from here?
I love you kid,
Your big brother,
Tony.
