Some of them I hadn't seen for maybe twenty years, cousins, aunts, uncles, whatnot's
a room full of relatives, some distant, a lot not
My mom was already there because when your brother dies you're kind of expected to be there early.
"I hear the girls love you"
"I keep getting asked who the good looking guy is and they point at you"
"You're like the man version of the twelve year old Timmy"
I was there for two hours. I didn't say much
Bedrock from Barney rubble
-
Here I am in the future, and here you are in my past. Here we are, both of
us, together. Right now. Here. Why though? Is it fate? Destiny? Kismet?
Synch...
2 days ago
No comments:
Post a Comment