Old memories began to roll back in my head. The moment is me and him. Every picture that is us. I don't want to believe with everything going on, until his brother came to pick me up to go see his grave.
Old memories started coming back into my head. Moments with me and him. All images are us I could not believe all the events that happened. Until his brother came to get me to go to his funeral.
The image memories start back into my head, that time I and him. All images into the US. I believe with everything happened. Until his brother came to pick me up to see his body.