Killed For Love

by Lullaby   Apr 18, 2005


I think about him all the time, there's not one time he's Out of my mind. Mud bogging in day, chilling by the fire at night. Watchen T.V, playing video games just being a brother and sister that were always tight. He wore carhartts and listened to country. He didn't wear nice jeans, shirts and try and be all preppy. To him that's not what life is about. Life was about to live till the end, get in trouble and always have fun with everything your doing. My brother wasn't perfect but he's the one brother that you'd want into your life. 1 day he was stressed about everything, tried to get out of the house but everyone was busy. He got in a fight no one knows what happened except him and the girl that was with him. There was a gunshot, there was police, there was an ambulance and my mom at the hospital. I didn't know till after school my brother was shot and took his life because one thing wasn't perfect. That was the girl that he loved, didn't love him back. This doesn't sound like my brother but it was. My brother killed himself because of love!
RIP: Robby 6-1-89 - 1-27-05

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  • 19 years ago

    by Kristen

    So sorry... Im sure he was great