"I’m an asswipe, a jackass, a bastard, an idiot, a loser, a lover, a dream, a hope, a fear, a moment;
A man without a conscience, a boy without dreams, a kid without a toy, a monster without teeth, a person without life, a heart without love.
I kiss and I hug, I whisper and I scream, I cry and I laugh, I hate and am hated, I love but am not loved.
So you ask me why, after all this, you should love me.
And I say it’s because I love you damn it.
These were my last words, my last resort, my last ditch attempt to turn the tides.
But I guess I never had the chance to use this last trump or maybe I had walked past it without even noticing.
As the sights i see sink like knives, I know that I must end it, before it finally consumes me and we reach the point of no return.
There was so much I still had to say, still had to ask, still had to do, but I guess its too late now. Your ship has set sail, leaving me at the steps of the harbor.
Now I shall take my place, step back into the crowd and hopefully stay as your friend. One who will always have your back and care for your well being.
You have a good one.
And smile more, cause you look your best when you do.
Your friend,
twistedshaft.
