rainwolfkin

i had a friend once. the last time i saw him, we were sitting in a tiny little bar in a tiny little town. we talked about the book Stranger in a Strange Land and about love. we both felt the same. he said that when you have a child you love it with every bit of your soul. and then you have another child. you love that one with every bit of your soul. but that doesn't cancel the first child out. love is boundless. and not meant to be reserved solely for one person. love is boundless.

he told me he would leave his house unlocked if i wanted to stop by for some love later. i told him i'd think about it. i did not stop by his house. i failed to mention that i would be making my escape from the small town soon. i prefer placing a small bit of distance between the ones you love before leaving them. it makes the hurt a little softer.

a few months later i transversed an ocean. a few months after that someone found his body in his car. the car was running and parked in his garage. they said he was drunk when he passed out there. he never drove drunk. they think he drank the fumes so that he could make his escape. and no one knows why.

boundless love could not save him.