I remember when i first saw you. You were dragging your bags near your feet and wore a smile. A smile so beautiful it made me smile as well. I remembered the first time i spoke to you. I was practicing my piano as i would every day. I was playing an Usher song called " Love in this Club". You must have heard it from your room because i remembered you tapping me lightly on my shoulder. I remember you exact words: " You play Usher?" your English wasn't the best so i couldn't really make out what you were trying to say to me. After my third try of guessing, i introduced myself, and you did the same. We sat down together in the living room talking, telling each others about our lives. I taught you some English as we got to know each other better. For the very first time in my life i felt like.. i wasn't alone. As the years went by we drove each other crazy. Getting into fights for no apparent reason. Sometimes i cried myself to sleep. Other times i would think about all the great memories we have. But then, we hit rock bottom, you were almost perfect at English and had it all at your finger tips. Girls, popularity, friends, scholarships. Sometimes i wondered where inside all that was the foreign boy i met a few years ago. Had he slipped away? or maybe i pushed him away with my attitude. You might have just been my cousin, but to me you were like a brother. And you always will be.