Bright Eyes

You have no idea how hard it is holding the greatest f*****g secret known to mankind. I hate it. I don’t want to share it. Not whatsoever. Not one f*****g bit and it is unfair. When someone sees it, gets it, they will know and that is what kills me. There is a saying that something hits you like a ton of bricks. There is nothing this heavy. Heavy. It’s poetic, it’s Helen of Troy.

It is devastating. In all of the sense of the word. F*****g devastating.  Stop in your tracks because your life is over when you see it because you’ll never be the same. You’re done for.

F**k.

It’s catching your first fly ball. It’s seeing the ocean for the first time. It’s being alive. It’s what you were always promised. It’s why you are a man. It’s poetic.

F**k your smile, bright eyes. It kills me.