Lights Go Down In The City.

i almost missed saying good-bye to my friend today.
and it didn't hit me until after his car pulled away that i wouldn't hear from him for six months.
hell, i may never see his face again.

it just made me realize how precious moments are. how special people are in my life.
no matter what bad things happen, it doesn't change my feelings toward them.
i can't really rely on this, but i want to make everything count.
with all my heart, i really do.

but how can i do that when it's not right?
it'll just make things worse.

then why is it that it keeps crawling out, shouting my name?
i don't want things to end badly. i don't wish for ugly words said, or sending sadness to those eyes.

i already miss my friend like hell. it was a close call, and he made the effort to say good-bye to me. i'll miss him; his laugh and how we joked about things.
i'll miss calling him my sister.
i'll miss eating breakfast with him in pajamas.
i'll miss discussing the love of dr. pepper.
i'll miss playing call of duty with him.
i'll miss the hugs and the brotherly attitude he had toward me.
i really love that kid.

good-bye isn't a word i like to use. but it's a lot better than leaving without knowing.

i'm not missing my opportunity next time.

with love and light,
eve morgan