chalk it up to good luck
made it without mac
this is what he was afraid of
see what i am made of
i wish you could see what i became
you joined the club last week just walking knees
now it’s me survived on a breeze nowyour heart is at ease-
the man that i am- you would of hated it
you hated everything; but you would of thrown
a killer 27th club party
i was told
i’d have to sacrifice everything-
anything holding onto would be let go
like butterflies in Spring
i’d let them
grow on my back like a fallen branch;
a pit stop for the weary
I have people in my life
that I see myself growing old with.
The love of my life, yes.
I’ve had the same few people here,
since day one. I see us,
living in a beach house.
No cloudy forest or
a beach house playing bridge;
I’ve never played but we will learn.
I see you guys their,
and it’s something I take for granted
because you’ve always been
like a shadow following me it’s always been there
like warmth in the summer and cold in the winter
I can see that beach house.
Not the place,
but the memories.
People come and go-
some pay rent and stay a little longer
but as the tides rise the only ship
to test time was this friendship.