it’s been so long that I can't even remember the last time we spoke or the last thing we did together. best friends forever - a promise we couldn't keep. we're going our separate ways. I’ll probably never see you again. but if I was magician I’d pull you out of my hat. we'd raise hell on Wycliffe street like we did when we were 15. now 23 with a 9 to 5 job. how did we let ourselves grow up? I’ve been thinking of you as of late. where have you been? and who have you loved? I hope for your sake you're not as fucked as I am. the last time I was in Houston I stood at the place where we both grew up. it was one of the only times I’ve appreciated life. I’ve been thinking of you as of late. where have you been? who have you loved? I hope for your sake you're not as fucked as I am.
