THE SAVIOUR OF MY MISTAKES 05/02/15
So much time goes by, your mind gets blocked and you think you've moved on. You haven't. You just deal with it in a different way, something jolts me back to you. Music, smells, memories. I feel guilty. `i am making so many mistakes and don't have the back up of you, my big brother. My heart. Every day, im getting more and more tired, like i'm treading water until I get to see you again. Said before and said again, when does it get easier? When I can't remember you at all? But why would i want that? Why would I want to forget the one who made me what I am, my stupid loudness, clumsiness, weirdo-ness I am what I am because you were here and in a strange way, I am what i am because you're gone. Pain suffocates me as strong as it did the day you went. Moshing up in your room, i apologise, we smoked strawberry tea and burned the carpet. Mum would kill us if she knew where the burn came from. You climbed down the drain pipe and broke it. Pretty su...