When you live without your soul for so long you learn to maintain, thinking it’s okay to be a little insane. When the time comes and you find the other half and you try to put it back together, chaos emerges. Relearning everything we thought we knew, living alone for so long what would you expect. Two people with more then two people it’s ten against two, craving friendship love harmony with eight others there to combat everything, pulled with a thousand thoughts every bit opposite of the last how could anyone think I’m okay. Together we try to be, everyone of me hating one another,not understanding, going through the day feels like forever but as much as I don’t know There's one thing I’m sure; I will always have all of them inside my brain. We’re just lunatics ready to just give up and quit but I must swallow this depression that eats away at my body like it’s acid. One of me screaming ‘you stupid *****’ and I may drag my feet like a tired little kid but somehow I have to keep moving with no motivation left in my body. I’m dragging myself around this cold body, not a ******* by nature, when you live with something for so long your brain is taught to think this is the way. When I wrap around you like a snake taking your energy away something odd I feel. Noticing your body how solid and tender, fluid but grounded, I can’t help but I could be wrong and I think this is our last song. I pray not but if it is I hope I can get my last note in before the ushers roll in, maybe you will be there to see that sin my lines always blurred one of few things I can be sure as we lay in this bed, the world will still turn.
So I wrote this a few weeks ago and I had no clue why... Today my eyes are open to the meaning. Scott you rocked my world in so many ways even if it was just a blink, I forever want you love, compassion, and friendship. Forever MY 5-0