If love could keep you alive, youd still be here forever.
before i was born, my mother and father seperated. My father was never in my life and i never thought that he would be, five years later he had another son with another women. his name was andre limas. and he was eleven years old.i lived fifteen years looking for him...see my mother did tell me that i had another younger brother. finally i moved to greeley colorado. thats where he lived. unfortunatlly i moved in with another family member...and his mother and father did not want me to be a part of his life because of my father and mother were a mistake.i met him for the first time at a Golden Corral....he musta known about me...i wanted to tell him how much i loved him and how ive looked for him all my life. well eventually he added me on facebook...then we would talk ...and text. and we became close. i moved back to nebraska and we didnt talk as much but we still talked.it was sept. 15 when i recieved a call that my little brother was not going to be messaging me....his older step brother had shot him in the chest. i came to colorado for his funeral just to find out that i could not attend....his mother and father did not think that it was right for me to be there...after everything, i regret never being able to be a sister too him no matter how much i wanted to. even now im still in shock...but at least he knows that i love him and i know that he will always watch over me.