The Angel

The Angel

It's strange

sitting here

drinking beers

and sharing our feelings

something that guys rarely do

And yet we're connected

by one degree of separation

the same dream

and wild imagination

that we can one day be

with you

the glass angel across the sea

I dunno. You would think that if I took the time to write something after not writing anything in a couple of days, that I would come up with something brilliant. No such luck I'm afraid. I watched last night's episode of HIMYM today. It reminded me of an awkward situation someone told me about a while ago. Two boys talking about how they both liked the same girl. I can't even imagine participating in such a conversation. It seems like girls do it all the time though. They can gather in large groups and all scream for Beiber or Justin Timberlake. I'm possessive I guess. I don't like telling secrets or having someone else like the girl I like. Doesn't that make us automatic enemies? I dunno. Peace out.