waiting on the world to change.

in the blink of an eye everything changes. one moment things are starting to look up, the next another one has bit the dust. he doesn't know how to stop his emotions from doing things when people he barely knows have died, people he's only shared a few moments with. his emotions go all over the place for these people, kids robbed of their lives at such young ages. no warning, just one day they're gone and there's nothing he can do to make the pain go away. those kids he called his family torn to shreds again as one of their own has gone to rest in paradise. he's not saying he knew them well, but he knew a little window into their lives. he gets a little too spiritual and can't help but to feel connected to those lost souls.  he's far too far gone to stop himself from caring, he knows what kind of girl she was. the very first time they met he knew. there were about 5 or 6 of them hanging around as the moon was starting to come out, it was a colder spring night. he'd been talking to Erin a bit because she seemed to be the only one who wasn't busy talking about people he didn't know. they sat there smoking and talking, she even shared a little booze just because. as the night got colder he was shivering a little, but his pride would not let him go inside. she took off the jacket she was wearing and forced him to wear it until the group dispersed, ignoring his attempts to refuse it. he made a mental note to remember her name so that maybe they could become better friends later on. that night he added her on facebook, although he never once bothered to strike up a conversation, maybe because she was that much older, maybe because he felt he'd never be good enough to get close to someone like that. anyways, about 20 months later she's gone. he never got that chance.  <3 <3