That’s what it is… That’s all it is.
I’d like to think we’re in the same boat. If your boat isn’t sinking then we most certainly are not. What’s in your horizon? Is it a sandy beach? Please stay off my boat. I don’t want you going down with me. The sand is coarse and irritating, it gets everywhere. I’ll get through this and find my way home. I hope you’re still here when I do. Don’t leave me here alone. Seconds, Minutes, Hours, Days, Weeks, and Months. Things just change… not over time… they just change. Promise me you’ll never change. Lie to me. Tell me whatever you want. While there’s still time. I’ll make it home, where I want to be, where I should be, where I need to be… Where I belong.
Sink or Swim… I’m going under regardless.
