Is it weird to think that this is what it should have been like when we were together? I always wanted us to be like this. It just sucks that I had to move 3000 miles away from you to achieve it. This is always what I wanted it to be like. Taboo or not. It's the only way for me. On the other hand, I'm sorry that you're giving him up. More than you know or understand to know or even care to understand to know. And I'm not sure if you asked, but I hate that none of your friends even offered. And I'm not sure if I believe you about how you said your mother asks about me because she thinks its good to keep in touch. That sounds like bullshit. It's just funny how near-death experiences really change a person. It kinda sucks, if you think about it. But maybe later you'll be changed too. And I hope that when you come back from being deployed, you do come aknockin' on my doorstep. I have this weird idea that when you leave, you wouldn't have to do anything you didn't want to do, like kill a person, and somehow you'll just be like Butch Cassidy or something. This amazing gunslinger, the best in the land, and he'd never killed a person until he got to, ironically, Bolivia. But that's showbiz, kid.
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