I hate this jumper as much as I hate your face. When I look into your deep blue eyes I see my life and weep. I resent the way they demolished your soul but you are fine with me.

Be still my friend. Please don’t leave.  Hold me up despite my hopelessness.

Sharing one last beer, we raise our glass. We laugh at the fools dancing on the sidewalk. Then you squeeze my hand tight as we close our eyes and fall from the big blue sky.

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