He was like whiskey pouring
down a glass of ice; smooth
and intoxicating, easing me
up and winding me down.
My mother told me alcohol
is never good for someone
with a soul like mine.
I should have listened better.
I’ve realized something. With the thoughts of all we’ve gone through, I now watch you and I’ve realized something about us. As I see you laughing and grinning out of the corner of my eye I realize that I was the one that was always there. I can’t say that you’ve always been there for me, quite the opposite actually. Whenever you needed me I would be there, I would help, I would comfort you. And in the times where you’ve lost yourself in somewhere dark and lonely you would come get me and I was the one who would pull you out of one dark place, putting you somewhere much better where you could find yourself. In the dark places you realize the only one who would wholeheartedly welcome you back was me. I always left you in a better place than you were in, where you could recover quickly an find yourself quicker. But at the same time, you always left me in a place worse than before.
He did it. He actually managed to describe how it feels to live with depression and suicidal tendencies.
this is really, really important
Wow….perfect. The old paint…..
I haven’t seen this guys stuff for months but this still hits me as hard as ever
Always repost! I love this so much!!!