So here’s the thing: This is the first blog I’ve done that isn’t designed to make you laugh, rather just to let my heart breathe. I can’t give you too much information out of respect for my friend, but he’s dying by what seems to be his own hand and a little bad luck. I lay in bed most mornings thinking about him and how he’s doing. I can’t keep the tears from falling and at the same time I’m not living the way I should. I’m a hypocrite, but it’s not about me, it’s about him. I love him. I love him more than I love my self, and that’s saying something because I’m a self involved asshole. I don’t know how many people will actually read this, but if you do, would you please take a moment and look into the sky and smile.
3 thoughts on “My love for him…”
you’re emo-still love you though
We are smiling and crying at the same time. We have met only a couple times and just want you to know that He and You have touched many more lives than you will probably ever know. We have been there. Let your heart breath. We love you both!
Thank you very much.