For Charmie

For the friend that I lost. :(

I remember the first time we met.

Your dorm room. Across mine.  

Music, it bonded us.

Our weirdness, it sustained us. 

We always wanted to be different.

We wore a Goth outfit

At a cowboy themed party. 

We drank beer in plastic bags 

Sipped it with straws.

Slept at the beach all night

On the cold sand.

 

We were young.

And drunk.

We nursed hangovers together.

And broken hearts.