Youngin, I never told you that was your nickname. I thought, you were always going to be too young for me. This didn't stop me from falling in love with you. You walked on the correct side of the road to protect me, you opened my car door, you picked up my sister from the hospital, you danced with me, you told me not to quit,you dreamed of a better life....why would you leave it?
I'm sorry that you couldn't tell anyone your pain inside. I'm sorry for ever having doubts about your good intentions. I wish you were here for me to tell you that.