when I had no one I had andy, he found me and he filled my empty hands with hope
he stood me up and said, try again
so I did
now we are five months in and I cannot imagine not seeing him everyday, nostalgia don't show his face around here anymore
we are just being, and we are here now, the past is laid to rest and we teach each other everything we know. we turn around and we are trying again. his scars look just like mine. his lonely is the same shape as my hand and when he says "you saved my life" I say "you re started mine"
we spill our guts together and we are swimming in our blood. we're a two headed monster heading right for the city
there was no such thing as Love before andy, we invented the concept together.










