they reason i write

If you're looking for the word that means caring for someone beyond all rationality and wanting them to have everything they want no matter how much it destroys you, its love! And when you love someone y-you just don't stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy. Even then. Especially then. You just- you don't give up because if I could give up... If I could just, you know, take the whole world's advice and- and move on and find someone else, that wouldn't be love. That would be... That would be some other disposable thing that is not worth fighting for. But that is not what this is.

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Sunday, 24 August 2014

minute by minute

1,2,3  hear the ...
sitting in our old  neighborhood's park
a piece of paper and a pen
my only company through this
1,2,3 and i hear the shoot
gun shoot from you or for you  ?
in this neighborhood we lived and thrived
in this park we first got high
in this park we stood and fight
together we fight other kids in the blog
1,2,3 and i see you breath
breath your life away
taking minutes away
taking moments away
breathing from this needle piece
you call friend
1,2,3 and i hear a noise
seeing you lying on the ground
body crushed from the fall
blood all over the place
in ours neighborhood buildings
where our souls grown up
you gave them yours back

1,2,3 minute by minute
you are all here in my thoughts
you are the ink from my pen in this piece
you are the words never spoken by me
the  only reason i keep breathing
the only reason i keep coming back
see you in the afterlife in
1.2.3.......
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