Pieces

I wished we were still talking.

Talking to you was the only thing that could lift my mind out of whatever black hole I was in.
No matter how tough the situation I was in. Talking to you just gets my mind off agony city.

It's a funny thing people do. Sometimes we are just up to our ears in blood, sweat, and wasted years. Having something to talk to just makes it so much easier to deal with them, even if we're not looking for solutions. Just being able to talk to someone about it makes all the difference.

The someone we could confide in. The kind of someone that doesn't come a long every day. And for some of us like me, it's someone we're lucky to even know just one in our entire life.

Maybe that's why you're so special. And why I so desperately tried to stay on talking terms with you against all odds. But you know me and odds.

Now all of that seem like a different time in another universe far far away. I wish I was stronger.

I miss talking to you.