SSD

Shane.
the tattoo on my lower back is to honor him.  it says SSD.  Steven Shane Duncan.
I've never been more in love with anyone than I was in love with Shane.  The kind of love where you complete eachother's sentences.  The kind of love that keeps you up all night laughing and acting like clowns.  True. Fun. Love. 
Drugs.  All kinds of drugs and alcohol.  We fuckin partied!  He liked to show me off and we always had fun together.  He was a hip hop dj.  We would go home after the party was over and talk for hours.  Sometimes the conversation was serious world events or religion and other times it would be us just straight clowing around. 
My family and friends loved him.  He treated me so good I never questioned anything.  I trusted him completely. 
He lived a double life.  We shared a home.  He kept his son a secret from me.  The last time I saw him, he explained why he did things that way.  I was just happy he was with me.
The day his brother called, I remember where I was standing.  I remember how it felt.  I remember everything.  One of the worst days of my life; 2001.  The single hardest death I've ever been through.  I still think of him everyday.
I keep in touch with his brother. 
sentimental memories of us, not fade away.

Shane, me Red, Carrie