It's been 17 years since you left us. You die 2 months before I celebrate my first birthday. Yes on that time of my life, I don't know you. Well maybe I do, my Mom and my Sister loves to watch your movies. And I also grew up watching some of them.
You are the second Man I fell in love with (cause the first is Johnny Depp) but damn. You deserve to be here rather than any bullshit men alive. I don't see you when your alive. But thanks to media and your movies I've got a chance to take a glance at you over and over.
I may not related to you. But when someone told me, that you are gone. I feel the pain like I was your woman for a long time. Your lost in the industry that you grow is the saddest thing I've ever heard. How I wish, I can tell you how much I adore you. How much you made me smile, laugh and scream out of falling in love with you. I wish you have an offspring so atleast I can say we share the same oxygen. But damn, you being gone for the lifetime made me upset. Visit me in my dreams.