I thought of calling you the other day.
There was this thing on TV about some animal that only lives in one particular field in one certain country, and it was fascinating to me.
Of course, that may have been the joint I had just finished smoking.
But for some reason I thought you should know all about this small creature. Then we would have something to talk about, and I could ask your opinion on it and hear you go off on a tangent like you do about silly things like that.
It was a rainy afternoon. The temperature has started preparing for winter so there was a chill in the air that you would have hated. But we could have escaped it with lots of warm blankets and hot chocolate, and we would have had the perfect excuse to stay in the house all day long.
Instead of calling you, I layed on the couch in the darkness and imagined all of the things we would have talked about. I went through about a million different smiles that you have, and picked out my favorites, pretending that you flashed each one of them while we were having our indoor day. And that thing you do with your nose when you're being sarcastic. I love that.
So imagine my surprise when the door opened today and there you were. With that best of all my favorite smiles, nose crinkled up and ready to go. I know you were a bit worried about how I would react to seeing you, but I forgave you so long ago. You look exhausted, and skinnier than usual - the drugs, right? And probably a little bit okay a lot of you too. Like you've just been born into the world, your eyes! Look how bright they are.
Listen kid. The world is going to throw you a lot of curveballs for a while, but it's going to be okay. Because even though you won't know it, I'll be right by your side through the whole ordeal. And I can handle this, I've had lots of practice. Only try not to lose that joy that's in you right now, that innocence you're carrying around.
I wish that I could take all this shit for you, I really do sweetheart. But it's not my turn anymore. All I know is that I've missed you so much, and I'm glad you're back for a while because there are a lot of questions I want to ask you. There are things that I've forgotten, and I'm pretty sure I used to know them. Will you fill me in again, just in case some of it becomes important one day?
You and me, we've got a lot of work to do. All those dreams you have threatening to burst out of your heart, maybe a few of them will match up with mine and we can do something about making them come true. There's a lot we don't agree on anymore, but there has to be some middle ground. And we're smart enough to find it, right?
Just don't ever forget our time here. No matter what we wish we could change, it's been strange and wonderful and enlightening all the same. And it's ours, no matter what. I'll see you at the beach. We can start again from there.
There was this thing on TV about some animal that only lives in one particular field in one certain country, and it was fascinating to me.
Of course, that may have been the joint I had just finished smoking.
But for some reason I thought you should know all about this small creature. Then we would have something to talk about, and I could ask your opinion on it and hear you go off on a tangent like you do about silly things like that.
It was a rainy afternoon. The temperature has started preparing for winter so there was a chill in the air that you would have hated. But we could have escaped it with lots of warm blankets and hot chocolate, and we would have had the perfect excuse to stay in the house all day long.
Instead of calling you, I layed on the couch in the darkness and imagined all of the things we would have talked about. I went through about a million different smiles that you have, and picked out my favorites, pretending that you flashed each one of them while we were having our indoor day. And that thing you do with your nose when you're being sarcastic. I love that.
So imagine my surprise when the door opened today and there you were. With that best of all my favorite smiles, nose crinkled up and ready to go. I know you were a bit worried about how I would react to seeing you, but I forgave you so long ago. You look exhausted, and skinnier than usual - the drugs, right? And probably a little bit okay a lot of you too. Like you've just been born into the world, your eyes! Look how bright they are.
Listen kid. The world is going to throw you a lot of curveballs for a while, but it's going to be okay. Because even though you won't know it, I'll be right by your side through the whole ordeal. And I can handle this, I've had lots of practice. Only try not to lose that joy that's in you right now, that innocence you're carrying around.
I wish that I could take all this shit for you, I really do sweetheart. But it's not my turn anymore. All I know is that I've missed you so much, and I'm glad you're back for a while because there are a lot of questions I want to ask you. There are things that I've forgotten, and I'm pretty sure I used to know them. Will you fill me in again, just in case some of it becomes important one day?
You and me, we've got a lot of work to do. All those dreams you have threatening to burst out of your heart, maybe a few of them will match up with mine and we can do something about making them come true. There's a lot we don't agree on anymore, but there has to be some middle ground. And we're smart enough to find it, right?
Just don't ever forget our time here. No matter what we wish we could change, it's been strange and wonderful and enlightening all the same. And it's ours, no matter what. I'll see you at the beach. We can start again from there.
