there was no month in my life
where i could've less thought of you
most i spent thinking about why..
wondering about where you wandered to.
we were young,
but it wasn't even a childish play.
it felt like we knew what we were doing
only, you knew where you were going.
it doesn't hurt anymore today
yet if today were those days
i would've been crying on your arms again
i would've been, still, there for you, right there.
it's just funny because i only met you twice
and i saw forever in that,
i saw a life from that man.
now, i hear your name like a church bell
only it doesn't ring to make any sense—
so farewell.
i hope you're well, paul.
we both grew from the fall.