To You. If I knew that that was the last time that I’d hug you, damn it I would’ve hugged you so much longer. I don’t think I would’ve let you go. And if I knew that that was the last conversation where we shared all our thoughts and dreams. Oh God I wouldn’t have stopped talking. And if I knew that you would leave, I swear I would’ve told you. I would’ve told you you were the only person I ever felt connected with, and that you were my home. I would’ve told you that you were my favorite movie to watch and that your voice was my favorite song and I could listen to it all day without getting tired of it. I would’ve told you that you were my favorite poem and that I could read you all day long. But would this have made a difference. Would you still have left if you knew that you would leave with my favorite song my favorite movie, my favorite poem and my only home.

I think people spend too much time staring into screens and not enough time drinking wine, tongue kissing, and dancing under the moon

I’m just tired; I just want the world to be quiet for a bit.