seacielo - Da Kine o’ Life

SInce I had been waking to open the gate, I developed a habit of waking up at 2AM. But, the last time was kind of scary somehow. My friend Eins called and told me that he had a breakdown. I was afraid for him because I had been in the same position over and over again. The reason? Well, he was too proud to admit, but eventually he did. Love. Oh love, it hurts and kills eventually. Good thing nobody died last night. I was really helpless not to be there for him. We’d never been that close, but Eins always understood when I had been down and out and remorseful towards my self.

In other news, actually part of my sleeplessness (a yet to be insomnia), I had thought about Brad. I just felt peace inside a deep black void. The kind of place where I had always been, but eventually lost that because something urged me away. He kind of bring me back to that place. Peace and nothingness. It’s like a dream with the sandman himself.

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