Everthing's Smushed

I've been asked to write by a dear friend of mine and I promised I would. What should I write about? My life, books, dreams, emotions. There's so much I could saw or nothing at all. What could I possibly put into words that move people to change. To think. It isn't about making the change, it's about sparking something that was meant to happen. Have you ever been in a situation that may never come again and you took it. You took that moment and made it yours. It was the best feeling of your life. It was like a release, but engaging. It could go with anything. Your life is a bunch of situations where you can make it yours, make it sweet, make it more than expected. It makes you tingle all over, from your head to your toes. Where your senses are more alive than they ever were before.

It's funny how life is. When you least expect things, it throws you things you wanted, want, and want to get away from. It happens every day. It puts you on the spot to make it yours. You hold the future, but you have to believe in yourself. You have to wish, to want; Believe everything and believe nothing. Go with your gut. When in love go for it. It doesn't matter how hard it may be. It will be the most satisfying thing. People may try to pull you away, life will throw all the people you wanted, want, or wish you have never met.

Let me tell you a story. True story in my life. My best friend since I was 10 left me. I bet you all are like it was just a friend, but he wasn't. He was my brother. The brother from another mom. He was always there when I had guy trouble. I knew he loved me from the beginning. It wasn't the love you come out of sane. There was a point in my life where I was scarred of him. Scarred. My best friend of 8 years. He wasn't wasn't well when I had a bad break up. He became possessive and it was hard to do anything without him freaking out. I repeatly told him I loved him, but as a brother. It tore at him. So he left. He was the person I wanted when I was younger, he was the guy that modeled the guy I want, and sometimes I wish I never met him. He still breaks his moms heart. He threw everything away because his love was different from mine.

The world isn't the end because the love isn't the same. Friendship is as true as partnership. There is a fine difference, but it is possible. Just because it may never be the same doesn't mean they will love you less because they know. Possession and obsession do nothing, but harm both people. We could've still been friends. We could've helped each other with the other's relationship when advice was needed. I still remember those days when jealousy was the only thing that between us. It went downhill from there.

So I leave something of me to you, as I always do. Love your friends, love your lovers. Never trade the place or it'll get ugly. As always I'm here for you, I'm a book.