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for my brother.

You have finally stopped running.

You are headstrong, like a bull.

The night that you surrendered to the stars

was the one that brought change,

to our little slice of something more than

the crap we settled for before.

 

~

 

there is a peace we can hold to our chests,

so we can hear the soft hearbeat of

an ocean that holds the safety of His promises.

I. Am. Proud.

of you.

you have taken the first step to eternity.

the cry for something satisfying,

something that has substance.

The longing for something that fills you up,

like warm hot chocolate that spreads in you

chest.

The feeling that we will not be separated by

the fact

that you love something more than you love the one

that has given the breathe in your lungs,

and will take it out,

when it's your time.