Sorelfaen

We always meet at the brink of my infinity. In those small moments your existence reminds me of everything I desire and everything I am greater than. You tremble in your soul, I can tell by the uneasy way your gearbox tongue starts and stalls. Its difficult not to reach forward to reassure you - I will always love your jaggedness but I know better than to caress your edges. Always I will wish you well, and always You are my very own cautionary tale; Just not the one I need to live.

I always remember you muddy, gumboots kissing the tops of your knees too big, but too small for your earnest laughter tripping over grass and stones. You were always having too much fun to give a damn. And your dog, it was bigger than you dark and stocky like a bear. We're still chasing those balls in the yard, except now they're girls, and snooker balls and dreams Trying to master new tricks, and help us get ahead but when thinking back, Its as if, at my worsts you were there Chubby little kid in gumboots, handkerchief tucked into pockets Hand already out to drag me to my feet. Struck luck like gold somewhere down the line; Twenty year

i spent the evening purging every trace of you from my skin scrubbing ever inch you touched until my edges were numb, and raw. Peter-Pan never made a more convincing gentleman. the last thing I ever wanted was another friendship sacrificed to a thoughtless need for warm blood and good intentions.