bobthedinosaur

Molded against this edifice of hindsight, I look back to where we were, and see our potential-- so far below... walking together, we were without care; when everything around us was so wrong, fixed solely on us, noone would have known-- so long as we walked in step, so long as we were close enough to whisper, so long as we had eachother, it was enough. From up here, we look so far, down there, sitting together in the dark; we didn't fully know eachother-- but it was ok-- we didn't share the same interests-- but it was ok-- no, to the outside, we didn't share much-- but it was ok, because we shared the burdens of our hear