Long Lost Brother??

I met someone that can write exactly like me... We think the same, we feel the same and we've lived similar lives... Weird eh?

Same feelings, same writing, I thought I was on my own in this world. Until today I was thinking on leaving and never turning back, But meeting another person that is almost exactly like me but isn't can make you feel a lot better like I’m not alone the world, in the way people understand me they don't seem to understand. Someone who knows that the way I feel and the thoughts I think just cannot be expressed in words... -Timothy

Words are just words till you feel them. Being alone with your own words is not a place that is a fun place. Two days ago I was ready to be done. So I decided to write just one more time, I closed my life with a blue cover over black ink. Reading someone else’s words that bring my thoughts to the same place is comforting. its a nice feeling but at the same time I hate that someone else has the words that are in my mind, it terrifies me but the comfort it brings makes me feel like its going to be alright, I’m glad life did keep going after the cover closed, the six foot cover has been set aside for another time, because for now, its just part of the wall of words in a mind unsettled. -Thomas

And now I begin to wonder if there might be anyone else out there that can think the same way we do.... no, I don't even want to begin to think that anyone else could have such a gift. People like us only come once in an entire... We are the only ones that could ever have what everyone wishes for. There is no more, when me Timothy and him Thomas are gone, No writing will ever compare to how beautiful ours is and always will be... -Both Together

Author's Note

There could be some bad spelling and typo's, but that is what I'm known for. As long as you can understand it I find that it's always ok. :']