Feeling blue
with thoughts of you.
To be young and innocent again.
To feel the rocks at Senator Wash
getting caught under our toes.
The love between us, no one knows.
Disneyland. Wasn't that grand?
Autopia, I wanted to be like ya.
Confident and sure.
Safe and protected
you made me feel.
Now everything seems so unreal.
Thank you for your understanding,
your kindness and apology accepted
when my crazy moments
would come unexpected.
This shouldn't have happened.
You are way too young.
This was never to be.
What the hell happened to we?
"Boat number 5, your time is up."
As we row in this life so quickly passing.
I pray we are given more time.
That they're wrong in their guessing
in a way that is so harassing.
Prayers for you we all keep saying.
But when will an answer come?
And the boat keeps swaying.
If this is to come to pass,
please wait for me.
On the docks of He.
I love you, M.
You passed away today
at 3:30 am Pacific time.
November 17, 2015.
B said you went to sleep
as she sang to you.
God Bless you, my "twin" brother.
Until we are together again.
My brother, my best friend.
