red roses.
This escape has been one of the best I've ever made. No worries at all. Nothing but the face of an old friend is familiar. This right here - this spontaneity, this freedom, this lack of chains around my wrist and the dusty roads and old houses back home - all of this, this is living. This is how my life should be. Forget memories, they're all gone. What I need is the moment.
Geoff is amazing. The conversations we have far surpass any others, never an awkward silence. There is the occasional set of downcast eyes, but it's not in shame, embarrassment or the like. It's due to reflection of the best kind... and it's most likely forgotten and overshadowed by the laughter. I know that many, many times before I've sworn off friendships (in most cases, they leave you broken-hearted, like that of a lover), but opening my eyes and mind again to someone as brilliant as he is has proved to me that without friends - ones who understand - you have nothing.
I've been stealing phone calls back home to Jenny; she's still in my house, in my bed, and half of me is excited to be back under warm sheets with a warm body. The other half is cursing the city's name... but personal sacrifices must be made, even if it means sleeping in a house that carries ghosts.
I'm glad you have faith in me.
Geoff is amazing. The conversations we have far surpass any others, never an awkward silence. There is the occasional set of downcast eyes, but it's not in shame, embarrassment or the like. It's due to reflection of the best kind... and it's most likely forgotten and overshadowed by the laughter. I know that many, many times before I've sworn off friendships (in most cases, they leave you broken-hearted, like that of a lover), but opening my eyes and mind again to someone as brilliant as he is has proved to me that without friends - ones who understand - you have nothing.
I've been stealing phone calls back home to Jenny; she's still in my house, in my bed, and half of me is excited to be back under warm sheets with a warm body. The other half is cursing the city's name... but personal sacrifices must be made, even if it means sleeping in a house that carries ghosts.
I'm glad you have faith in me.