our love was reckless
yet admiring at the same time
he was my best friend
the one id call
the one id kiss.
his mind was clever
iconic,
nomadic
yet torn between
love and hate
because for him,
there was no in between,
there was nothing that
slivered through the cracks.
it was a one way go
and if he loved you,
you were lucky.
because it takes a lot for him to open his mind
to someone besides his demons
and there's nothing more
important
to him
than his demons
because he always said
"they are what keep me true to myself"
but never did he ever think
that they'd be the reason
that his soul would fly up to
the gods of his perceptions.

~t.s.