Talking to you is like talking to a mirror. The only 
difference is that I listen to the advice thats given. 
You can drop your guard around me. I could drop my guard. 
Thank you man. That means a lot to me. Tell your school 
counsellor, Peer pressure saved me. Only because I was 
lucky and I knew the stupid things Id get into. Drowning 
cares on a Wednesday night. Leaving later, unsatisfied. 
Words of encouragement that were much appreciated. Talk 
into more that just the night. Straining a black 
trampoline sky for satellites. Its everything that ever 
mattered at the time. Singing like drunken angels to an 
misfortune, then laughing at our own. Trying our damndest 
to be ourselves. Trying not to be pushed down. Sifting 
through the shit. Celebrating what weve found. Sitting in 
the background. Crying, but quick to laugh and say, Youre 
lost man but we love you anyway. All the times that I 
didnt have to say anything I could read you. All the 
times you forgive when I forgot. All the times it was the 
right thing to do by you and it hurt. All the times it 
was the wrong thing to do. You know it killed me later 
on. The sad thing is, this may never last. But you'll 
learn more from your friends in their absence.