I fell into a rut of sorrow again, only this time its different. Its not lined with hate and anger, razors, or self-doubt. Just lonliness and a single thought.
I miss him.
He was possible the most beautiful person i've ever known, and defenitly, the nicest. Its weird, becuase all the memories i have of him his best friends don't even know.
The scarf ninja. The banana story. Kacey and the "engagement". Dave.
That time he saved my life, and the day he made me realize that its not always going to be bad.
How he never took sides, just listened and gave me honest opinions.
Never in my life did my insanity make him angry, and i thank him so much for that, but i miss him.
There are so many things i waited a day to long to tell him, to show him.
And thats the kick, thats what hurts most.
it was a day too long, a day too many. I took time for granted and now i'll never get to tell him all thoes things.
Tell him about eric, introduce him to chad, make him watch "the rules of attraction", have one last fire, all thoes things.
I miss him, and theres nothing i can do.