Jan 28, 2007 02:47
Paul...he was a beautiful boy. I knew him when he was 19 years young and I was 15 years younger. Beautiful boy, inside and out. Believe me when I say this.
I was there for his first. Dont ask...it wasnt weird though, it was just our closeness at the time. But for the weird, strange for most are really mundane for some. Close enough to eachother when noone else could or would want to know people that were, well what is trendy for today. Sometimes you tend to find comfort in people like you.
MySpace.
Bleeding Grapevines.
My first girl, told me about Paul just now. That he had died 2 years ago. Cancer. While in the hospital my dear gay boy caught HIV from a shunt....the cancer didn't kill him...AIDS did. Is that some fucked up shit or what?
The pain of him dying 2 years ago, could have been for me that he died today.
When I heard..."and you know your friend Paul?" I knew then. Joke joke joke...make a fucking joke. What hes a girl now? No..hes dead. DAMN...I knew you were going to say that.
Paul my love, rest in peace. You were a wonderful man and I love you.
Im sorry I didn't know...Im sorry that this was your slice of life.