"We were always in our own little world. We were always fighting dragons, playing pirates and chasing our dreams. That was before reality came crashing down on us like waves, I thought that maybe we could learn to swim. I tried to teach you everything as I learned how to do it myself. I thought we were making progress, I thought we could be each other's floatie but I guess I just wasn't enough for you to stay? Maybe that's just what I do? It sure seems that way, I don't think I really hold anyone here. I understand why you didn't want to be here anymore, I wasn't special enough to keep you here. When I realized that I had lost you it was already too late. When I found you, I don't think I knew how to respond. How do you react to finding your first friend dead? You don't you just go numb after awhile, which makes any sort of feeling become bliss. I'm tired of chasing dreams that I can't accomplish without you here, I guess that's why I try to avoid sleep. I'm afraid that you'll confront me about what I didn't do. When I do find sleep, it seems your always there. When I awake from everything I ask myself, How can someone who was that good in life, ever of been real?"
-L
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PoetryThoughts, feelings and moments of my past, present and future written down. I can't say much but I like to think that they're goodish. You and I, we're an ocean of love and hatred. A land of chaos and peace, a battle that we're losing with love and...
