For 12 Years I Had The Privilege Of Knowing You…
I Won’t Sit Here Saying I Know What Everyone Is Going Through…
Cause Its Different For Some People As It Is For Me..
All I Keep Doing Is Going Through Our History..
Started In 5th Grade Both Running Point For Woodrow..
Teaching Me The X’s And O’s And Everything I Should Know…
Taught Me Every Basketball Skill I Basically Know..
It’s A Gift You Gave Me That I Will Never Let Go..
When I Made A Mistake You Told Me What I Did Wrong..
Seems Like Yesterday But Yet It Was So Long..
You Told Me When You Leave JV I Would Be Captain..
At The Time I Thought You Were Joking Thought You Were Just Actin..
But It Happened Just Like You Said..
And When It Happened Those Words Replayed In My Head..
I Thanked You Then…
I Just Wanted To Thank You Again..
Cause Every Time I Wanted To Put The Basketball Down..
You Looked At Me And Told Me That Time Will Come Its Just Not Now..
So Enough About The Basketball History Between Us Two..
Now Lets Talk About The Outside Of School History We Use To Do…
We Chilled Basically Every Second Of The Day..
And I Wouldn’t Of Wanted Any Other Way..
Whether We Were Balling In Your Yard..
Playing Stickball In The School Yard..
Or Just Bulltin Around Town..
Walking Blocks Up And Down..
Till The Sun Went Down And The Moon Came Out..
We Would Just Be Walking About..
Then We Would See If We Can Sleepover…
Cause We Wanted To Continue The Fun We Didn’t Want It To Be Over..
Whether We Slept At Your House With Your Dog Attack My Feet…
Or At Someone Else’s House Where We Would Never Sleep..
Its Only Happy Memories I Have You J..
And Ill Remember Them All Day For Day..
Ever Since The Day I Met You I Knew You Were Nice..
So Labeling You A Brother I Never Thought Twice..
Every Time I Close My Eyes A Memory Of You Pops In My Mind..
Brings Me Back In Time..
Whether It Be Chillin With You And Ant And Rode Your Sisters Bike Home..
Or Hitting You Up On Your Cell Phone..
A Different Memory Every Time I Close My Eyes…
But I Know Your Up In The Skies..
Looking Down On Your Friends And Family….
When I Read The R.I.Ps To Justin Bellini It Hurt So Badly..
To See Another Angel Taken Way Too Soon..
Brings Us Back To That Tune…
Only The Great Die Young…
It Just Sucks That Tune Is Often Being Sung…
This Isn’t Goodbye It’s Ill See You Later..
But Before I Go I Have One Quick Favor..
When We Come Knocking Just Open The Gate…
Cause Seeing Your Face Will Be Great…
R.I.P Justin Bellini