Vividly

� Anchors � 2006-08-20 � 10:38 p.m. �

I'm not in the mood for this...

For here...

For you...

However right you may be...

For however wrong I have been....

Does it matter at this point anyway?

I crave my friend... I crave his strength when I feel weak... arms and ribs and hands... and legs. I need a body to anchor mine...

I don't have that... and it's the one thing I need.

How I wish I could be a million miles from here...