My cousin died a few years ago, and for his 21st, I wrote this letter for him. Just wanted to share it here, on advisory action.
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Dear Craig this is my letter to heaven, you're probably sitting up there, lounging on cloud seven; woops, ain't it clound nine? Nevermind, anyway, sit and listen, then give me a sign, that you've heard this sublime line that reduces me to crying, every time.
You were my inspiration, an amazing declaration of my undeveloped exhuberation. You were younger than me, though we rivalled, I looked up to you because you were my number one, an example of social attention, I hadn't a clue how to react to a given mention. If somebody called my name, I'd lower my head as if I was at shame, to blame, for my inability to game with others when they were at play.
It's been two years, two years too long, you've been gone for longer than you said you'd be gone, You said you'd be right back, you said you wouldn't be long, you said you were only going out, and now I'm sitting here writing this song, at full breadth, though i'm at the end of my lengths, I don't know how much longer I can survive without seeing you seeing me along;
It's wrong, that you've been plucked from my life, they say life goes on and hey check it out, i've got myself a wife - naw, not yet, i'm just lying, but i'm half-way there with a girl with a face of an angel and a pair of eyes รก la belle.
But I don't care, I miss you Cousin, my brother, you meant so much to me that when you left I felt like a piece of me had broken, had smashed, crumbled and mashed like the life of Johnny Cash, but like Johnny Cash he got back on his feet, and so I'm waiting for you to get back from the creek, the valley, the shadow of death, as you breathed your last breath i'm sure I was thinking of you and it felt like an eternity as that moment passed.
I remember back in the day when you would come and save me from the bullies, the depressed, the overcompressed social anxiety cesspool that makes up my very own "childhood memory express".
But in that darkness, in that shitty little existence, there was a shining light, so bright, know what it was?
It was you, because it was you that no matter who, or what, or when, or where, you'd be there for me, no matter the odds you'd defend and give your life for me on the teetering chance of nothing, don't you see?
I can't survive without you, I can't breath without you, I can't live without you, I miss you, you're all I had and all I have, but I regress from being sad because I have those memories of you, and they're mine, from now until the day when I die, and when I die and say goodbye I know you'll be there, smiling, ready to guide me in the afterlife to the golden gates of whatever z'up there.
Words can't express how I feel because you were so real to me, like I said, you were everything and more, way more, to me, and no matter what life throws this way, I can gurarantee, and I'll make sure you see that nothing knocks me down, shit, i'll always be back by three; morning or night, either way I'm losing my sight, my goal, with this overwinded song, now I'm going to draw it to a close, but you remember boy that I miss you more that words can simply implore.