 | I remember the day I got the phone call that you had died. Everything was going good that day. I had just went shopping. Me and my sister were setting up in her room that night and she saw a number on the caller ID and asked me if I knew who it was.I said no and thank God I did because it was the phone call that changed my life forever. I called the number back and asked who it was. It was friend of mine and my sisters. She wanted to talk to my sister so I went downstairs and gave it to her. Then she said your name. I got excited because I thought that maybe you wanted to talk to me. But then my sister took me upstairs and said that I needed to set down for this. She looked at me and said "Nick's dead." I couldn't believe what she was saying. I didn't want to believe it. All I could do was cry.
I called my other sister (my best friend) and told her. She came over and let me cry on her. I set outside on the porch for a while and just shook my head, cried, and said no he can't be. You were such a strong person. You could get through anything... Anything at all. When I was told I thought that I was going to die. I wanted to die at the time. I often still ask God why he had to take you... A person I love. I still can't believe it. I went to your showing and your funreal. That was the first funreal I've ever been to. And it killed me. It just felt like I died inside. I don't look forward to Christmas anymore because you died just one day after. I have never cried so much in my whole life. I still cry now. Half of the tears are regret... Regret that we weren't talking and we were on bad terms. And the other half because I miss you.
You left without us peaceful. You were my ex-boyfriend and I liked you so much. All I had left was your jacket, a bracelet, and memories. Your bracelet fell off of me so now all I have is your jacket and memories. And I beat myself up for losing the bracelet. I never took it off. I always had it with me so I would always have a piece of you on my body at all times. I think about you everytime I wake up, during the day, and before I go to sleep. Now because of this I hate drinkin and I hate guns. They cause accidents to happen. A part of me has died when you died. I just want you to know that I miss you and I love you with all my heart. You will always be with me no matter what. I cannot wait to get to heaven to see you and be with you again.
R.I.P. Nickalas Christopher Antinore
Written by JDM
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