To reiterate on a point Big Mike made some time ago;
All your friend's are dead. Not literally (well, not completely). But they hardly matter anymore. But some come around.
"Ol' buddy, there you are!"
No, no. Smile. Wave, call it good. Some situations are good. Some, barely bearable. Most, bad. Most, go away. Most, you weren't interested then, don't be interested now.
Perhaps the cynicism will go away. Perhaps these words will be rued. They aren't right now, though. Right now I mean them.
Cept. That one chick I had a crush on in the 6th grade. We do sex, cool? Don't worry, I have condoms. I'm a big boy now. All growed up.
~Xavier R.
All your friend's are dead. Not literally (well, not completely). But they hardly matter anymore. But some come around.
"Ol' buddy, there you are!"
No, no. Smile. Wave, call it good. Some situations are good. Some, barely bearable. Most, bad. Most, go away. Most, you weren't interested then, don't be interested now.
Perhaps the cynicism will go away. Perhaps these words will be rued. They aren't right now, though. Right now I mean them.
Cept. That one chick I had a crush on in the 6th grade. We do sex, cool? Don't worry, I have condoms. I'm a big boy now. All growed up.
~Xavier R.
another summer rolls by
ReplyDeleteand I can't help but feel pain
all those familiar faces
come back to haunt me again