i count down tell the day i turn 21, yet i don't feel exicted, i feel like i have one more thing that was robbed from me. i think of how i'll never get to get robert so drunk he piss himself. i thought that time would help heal the wound of his death but as time go's on i hurt more then ever before. the nightmare's are still happning every night, but i enjoy them now because that's a way i can see him at lease..... wherre ever you are robert know that i love you like no one i have or will ever love before you.