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bad with good intentions

Rolling a joint was his specialty

Smoking **** was his hobby

Being on top of rooftops was his favourite place to be

A **** is the one thing he always carries

And the lighter is the way he knew he could be away from reality

Even just for a little while

 

Buying a drink is his side job

Drinking is one of the things he likes doing

Only because it may be an excuse to do reckless things for one night and not being able to remember them the next day

And a hangover is a reminder of how much he had to drink

He does all this because of all the fun he's having

 

He may be a bad boy

But he brings good intentions

 

Because really he does all this to making his friends happy

To having fun with them

And of course have a little fun of his own too

Now you can't say he's bad when he's doing all the good deed he can do

 

Trust me there's more to him than smoking and drinking

He's got that killer smile

That'll make your heart melt

He's got all these witty stories

With a lot of rebellious and illegal things that was behind all of it

But he's got a kind heart

Someone who dearly loves his family

And the most protective brother he could be

The little things brings happiness into his eyes and I swear I think I've seen it twinkle a couple of times

He showed me chivalry still exist

And that there's nothing wrong with having fun just for a while

Even if it can be rebellious

Because he said that it'll be a story someday you'll laugh about

Pretty sure he's got more fire in him than a lighter and I wouldn't mind if I got burned

For he brings fireworks inside of me

Bursting into happiness

For that is what he has shown me

True genuine happiness

 

He said being sober was his biggest weakness

Not until he met me

Because apparently I make him go weak on his knees

And he says that's why he kneels down randomly for he's thanking God for bringing me into his life

He then said that I brighter than a lighter he would lit up to smoke

He said I am his sun who brought daylight back into his life

And every time he wakes up it's like breathing for fresh air

I bring this fire inside of him

That is filled with passion and compassion

Something he's been hiding all these years

For I have brought it back and gave him inspiration

 

Little does he know that he gives me inspiration too

The boy who lit it up for me and showed this whole other side of me

I've never been this happy

Right by his side

He said to me that in a long time he didn't mind being sober because I've helped him overcome his fears and he loved living in reality with me better than running away from everything

 

He'll always be the boy who welcomingly offered with a big smile to join him for a little fun get away

And gave and showed me happiness along the way

Always the lovely stoner

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Oct 13, 2015
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