My big brother, Billy.

Billy Nash

Billy, My first guy bestfriend.

My Big Brother.

Someone who comes before anyone in my life, even myself.

I love my brother, although we fough over the years. That's a sibling for you.

He's 22 now, And I'm nearly 17.

This coming sunday, He's getting married.

He has a babygirl, her name is Aubrielle Nirvana Nash.

She's just the cutest thing.

I can say, honestly, I miss the old Billy.

The one who was always around and always happy.

I always remember coming home from school to my brother's friend Beau, who I call my second brother because I've known him for such a long time, I would come home to them both smoking hookah in the basement when I was in 8th grade, and damn. Now I'm in 11th. Time fly's and certainly changes things.

I love that he's happily getting married, but I feel as if he's cahnged, and I see the pain and stress he's going through just by simply looking into his eyes.

I wish I could help, but I know I can't.

It's just one of those things. I have alot of great memories with my brother, and I want them back.

But times have changed, and I can't bring back the past as much as I know anyone could want that.

But all in all,

I love my brother to death.