There is a man I know...
I met a man and forgot his name. I lost his face and memory did not serve for any of his ways. I met him again though, and this time forever. He did not remember me, and I not him, but the things that soon would be...
I knew him better than most. He knew me better than most. The things we pulled and the games we played, there would be none better, there would be none fuller, there would be none repeated that could compare.
And we shared our lives. We shared our beds. We shared our homes. We shared our families. We share adventure. We shared pain. We shared girl problems. We shared laughter. We shared tears. And brothers we became.
I left home the other day.
And he did not come with me.
I miss the time and the crazy ways.
But...there will be another day.
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I knew him better than most. He knew me better than most. The things we pulled and the games we played, there would be none better, there would be none fuller, there would be none repeated that could compare.
And we shared our lives. We shared our beds. We shared our homes. We shared our families. We share adventure. We shared pain. We shared girl problems. We shared laughter. We shared tears. And brothers we became.
I left home the other day.
And he did not come with me.
I miss the time and the crazy ways.
But...there will be another day.
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