Boys to Men

​I remember, faintly, it was some fucking time ago, I know...memory isn't so good, I would know...mine I feel is second to worst....

Taurus has first place. 

LOL that bastard. I know. Listen to me, T, fuck. I'm sitting here, wondering if I can transcend, dream, I've been trying to reach you.

You.

You asshole.

Of course I would try and reach out to you first, why wouldn't I? You believed in me. You were the first. You were the first not to shun me, push me away.

I love you.

​Until the day cheap beer and cigarettes drown the world...remember?

So yeah, let me hear you hear me! Say something, you big red fucker. Ya, I know. So come on, reply, growl at me like you do since we were kids! Come on, T!

I'm here, alone! Tired, in pain, physical more than typical....I know, work isn't what it used to be, remember store nine, fucking ya, I know I do!

So please call back, growl back, yell back.

I'm here.

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"I'm here. Hold my hand..."

You told me and handed me your comfort, your help--offered to share my pain.

Why? I never asked, I never knew, just agreed.

I don't know what happened, T, I really do not know. I know it was your day and it got shared, but sharing never ends well with you boys, now does it?

I would know...I was in the middle before.

Come on, you fucker, answer me!!! I am here, tired of being abandoned by you lot.

Fucking say something!!!!

I know...this time is different. This time you're not number one...but I am here to tell you that is okay.

So here, hold my hand...

...come home.

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