Can you just go away, can you just stop for once. Just breath, just stop and breath. I can't, I can't close my eyes long enough, I can't keep my eyes closed long enough to slow the thought. It keeps coming so I killed it. I killed it so I wouldn't see it again. I killed it so I couldn't remember it's sound. I killed it so I don't remember how it feels. I killed every part of it and keep it dead. Buried, it doesn't come up. I know what I like and know what I don't like because of it^
Tom, Tom hey snap out of it. Sorry what? I was lost in a moment there what was that?
Nothing Tom you just seemed, I don't know what to say anymore you have become a different person. I know Sam there's been alot on my mind with Kellie and Moe, I was thinking of how I can incorporate both her love of dogs and give it some sort of fashion and collaborate the two.
Ok Tom sounds like you haven't missed a good thing that is brilliant.
Thank gwad Tom thinks to himself, I've still got it. Hey love why I would love a cup of your coffee right about now could you make me a cup please and Thank-you. About the only thing she could do right at this point. She had a soft way about her but that was just it. It took him so long to figure that out. Soft, too soft he did his best to be that but that was the one thing he didn't kill of his past. His willingness for a soft touch. Would suffer hell just to feel it. Wanted to hope that soft touch didn't have to die. Unfortunately this soft touch did.
He had, had enough, and his mind was set before the plane landed. As soon as he realized what he had to do it was planned. Now the plan is unfolding almost too perfect. We haven't actually touched the stuff since we landed only on the cruise just to keep her enticed. Wow he can't believe the things that he has formulated himself. Like some evil mastermind in a lair plotting world domination. That was the furthest thing from the truth though.
More like tying up a loose end so he could help even more people.
He only asked her to go make a coffee to get her out of his hair for minute so he could send Alexis a text about nothing really, the regular stuff. How are you feeling today and such. He just sent her a silly meme of two frogs kissing, she sent him back one of a single frog in boiling water insinuating something more. She knew he was unhappy as much as he never showed it once around her. He felt, felt a loss of words for a moment, heard that voice this time louder. As the silience grew the voice grew, as the silience continued even the shortest of days felt long to him. As they messaged away he tried not to even smile too much as if he didn't want to share it with me.
I want to take a little more time to tell you about Tom. He was hurt in many ways while he was growing up, it started at an age he says he can't seperate the good memories from the bad ones. Always duality in his life weather it was really good or really bad. He didn't even realize till after he had moved away from everything. He did have not much more then two outfits. He didn't care much for fashion or design when I met him. Now he is a regular casa nova
I want to share more about his heart, his personality, his quirks. What ages Tom tick, what gives him passion, what he love. Looks are not everything, his personality always intrigued me, fascinated me, how he could sit in silince for hours and out of nowhere become loud and almost the life of the party. Hardly his way but when he shined everyone around him seemed to light up even the darkest of corridor. He had a way about him, cultured, untamed full of life at times and nothing all at once. That nothingness came from his unfortunate luck,at times times you could see it if you looked hard enough that there really was nothing to him. Just a regular man doing his best to enjoy the little things in life. Still enjoys simple behind his designer wardrobe he's still the same man I fell in love with as a boy.
He does this silly thing with his ears when he is listening intently, flexes his muscles in a way only the most keen of eyes would pick up on when he is anxious, he is agile with a reaction time of a Trap-Jaw Ant, he can be the most kind and loving person I have ever met but there is a dark side to him he only ever shared once with me. He told me that the only person he ever left broken and bruised from neck down was one person he speaks of as if they were a rabid dog. Told me there are only two types of humans he has no respect for.
