Dear Angel,

I can't even begin to describe how I felt when the doctors told us you had passed on. You really were the most amazing person I had ever met. I never told anyone but I had a hell of a lot of respect for you and they way you lived. It takes a lot of balls to wear a skirt and be a guy! I would sometimes wish that I could love life as much as you did.

We all miss you. I wish you didn't go. You held us all together and made us believe in love. It's not right what happened to you. You shouldn't have been the first of us to go. I should have. Hell, I was practically acting dead already. Of course and you your upbeat personality could cheer anyone up, even me.

Mimi's pregnant with baby Angel. Named after you of course. I finally wrote another song. Inspired by you. A song before I go. A song to leave behind. I wrote a song about enjoying life and living it to the fullest. No day but today!

I know me writing a happy, cheery song is weird. It's your fault. You just had to always make me happy. But seriously, Angel, I miss you a lot. I could always talk to you.

You were a great friend and I love you. I don't say that to many people so it's a big compliment.

Love,
Roger.