Two More Years

Today I have to say goodbye to my best friend

for two years.

I honestly can't picture my life without him 

because he has been there for 11 years.

He is my brother.

My wingman.

My best friend.

The two of us partied hard! 

We knew what was up!

 For the next two years he's outta here.

and its going to be hard.

I know I'll be busy living my own life and serving my own mission

but no one realizes how bad I wish that I could be going with him.

I'm going to miss him

I already do.

He was my bro.

My hommie.

My main man.

The people out in Vancouver have NO idea how lucky they are!

See you in two Elder 

The Birth and Death of the Day

What goes through your mind,

before you go to bed?

Is it memories?

The nights spent with friends,

Do you relive it all? 

Do you hold on to every good moment

keep it safe

locked in a box in the top of your closet...

As you lie there,

Thinking,

Wishing,

that all your past mistakes could have gone better.

You start to play pretend in your mind,

make up a new scenarios,

where you are the hero,

and you get the girl.

You know exactly what to say,

How to react,

and how to make it all better.

You know what to the next time you see her,

you know that instead of just ignoring him,

you are going to just smile and fight through the conflict.

Your going to wave to someone you do not know.

You will take a risk. 

Do something out of the ordinary for a change.

That,

That is what runs through my head at night.

Those are my very thought before I shut my eyes.

Dreaming and hoping for a better tomorrow.

A brighter future full of excitement.

I know I'll do it all again the next night,

and that some of the things I planned won't follow through.

But there is always tomorrow,

and there is always today.