Gods,I miss you Lee. It feels like a hunderd years since you left. I still can't say died. I see you everywhere you know? Whenever I go home your sitting on the front porch or leaning near the door to my old room. It's the same even at places you've never been, on the bed of my dorm room,we talk about how much homework I have or my choice of dates. I've only been on four you know,four dates in a year.. I must have really let my self go. Everyone said it would get better in time. They lied. A year later and nothing is better if anything it's worse than before. I punched a guy the otherday. He saw your dogtags, you know the ones I always wear, anyway he started going on and on about the war and everthing. He pushed me when I tried to walk away, so I gave him a black eye. I can't seem to let you go Lee, but I don't care. I know a day will come that I'll wakeup and won't see you anymore. But I know on that day when I look will up too the sky I'll see you fly. Gods but you loved to fly. It's been a year Lee. A year of hell, a year of having only to few memories to live with. But I go on Lee, I go on for man who was my best friend, for the man who I had know since I was 8 days old and for the man I loved. I go on for you Lee.

To Lee Jackson. The greatest friend a I'll ever have. And the only man I will ever love.

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