I miss you even though you passed before I was born. I feel like the first time I seen you, I knew you my whole life, I understood you. I thought and still think you’re the most handsomest actor there was and is. I loved how you weren’t afraid to be yourself. I love the way you could get into any character. And mostly I love the sound of your voice when you sing. I didn’t know you were dead at first. When I found out I was heart broken. I was also angry at you and everyone who was with you that night. Such a beautiful soul gone too soon. Sometimes I dream about you and I hope and pray It’s really you talking to me. On Jan. 30th It was my birthday and I went to Hollywood. My family and I decided to go on the Hollywood tour to see all the famous homes and places. I found out we would be seeing The Vapor Room which is where you died. I felt like I couldn’t breathe. As the tour was going on we finally came up to the club and I started tearing up. I wonder what was going through your mind as you were lying on the floor using up your last breaths of air. I wonder what your siblings were thinking at that exact moment. Sometimes I wish that some how I would have knew you and was there with you that night to prevent you from doing the drugs or drinking that substance, but I wasn’t. I hope you know that I care and I wish I had one chance to have a heart to heart conversation with you and ask why. I love you. I hope you’re having the best time ever wherever you may be at this moment. You’ll always be in my heart.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I miss you even though you passed before I was born. I feel like the first time I seen you, I knew you my whole life, I understood you. I thought and still think you’re the most handsomest actor there was and is. I loved how you weren’t afraid to be yourself. I love the […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":0,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-563","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-love-letters"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/563","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=563"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/563\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=563"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=563"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=563"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}