Xray

We get these intense and liberating spur of the moment feelings that we are invincible. We are the select few that will go out in style and make a name for ourselves. We come and go. We sit and ponder. We wilt and we die a little bit for the sake of living. We unleash our inner demons on each other. We play good cop, bad cop with our loved ones. We make mistakes but take them back. We learn the hard way, not the smart way. We choose the road less traveled, (or at least we like to think so). We make master plans. We can’t wait to get out and leave these tattered roads behind us. We get drunk, fuck up, and repeat. We promised we’d never do these things. We promised we’d always be intertwined. We always said we have time on our side. Distance is the only oncoming enemy. We fondle, hook up, and look back on all the guys along the way. Don’t you get it? We ARE invincible. No one can stop us. Just like our favorite songs said. Let’s salvage what’s left and scream while our lungs still produce oxygen. I’ve got your hand, if you’ve got mine.