Mr. Guitar player could you give me one line...

It's hard to explain this knot in my stomach, for this feeling for me is the first time.  You learn quickly that it's not the ones you think you should be worried about, but those that seem to be absolutely fine.  I do not understand, and I dare not question him; however, now the world is weeping for such an amazing man.  They tell us to not grieve, he's in a better place now, because his name is now written in that blood, and his bare feet are touching gold.  It feels unreal that this could even be anything close to real, this is one miserable pain that only time will heal.  I scream, I cry, I think, and I do it all over again.  I wish I could have told you one more time just how much you will always mean to me, to us, to all your nieces and nephews- to your sisters, your Mom & Dad, your cousins, and your fiance.    To look at your pictures, you seem so alive; there's that sparkle in your eye that's telling me it's all going to be alright.  This is something I do not know how to handle, my mind is so distant.  I love you and I always will, we always will!  I have these last two exams to finish before I can get back home, so be with me guardian angel.  Shine that pretty bright halo on the right answers, and please don't slap me in the face with those huge wings! ;)  I have a joke to tell you, Uncle Ray, I'll tell you all about it as soon as I pray.