Binding is where it begins.
A simple gesture of good faith and a locking of eyes that has a lifetime of words to say.
It started on a beach,
The place where all of his time was spent, wouldn't want to be anywhere else.
It took him to beach street.
Some place far away from that beach he once knew.
When you took a left you saw a hill,
that turned to a never ending maze that he would navigate everyday.
A novel filled with memories,
But he hasn't read that book in such a long time
When he looks at it, it doesn't seem much like his story anymore.
Then tragedy struck that beach street.
The glass was thrown, the couches flipped,
And two small children sat in the corner,
In their room farthest from the shouts as they could manage.
The screams would hold them there for the rest of their lives.
When asked to grow up,
One would say, that's a little redundant, don't you think?
While the other said, why should I waste my time?
This is where their paths divided.
No longer the friends that they once were.
When someone asked what they thought of the other,
They would both say, why would you want to know about him?
Now only once in a while will you here about the other.
This is where the short chubby boy with short brown hair and a head full of problems looses what he wanted in life.
He wanted security,
But was only ever brought disparity.
Everyone noticed the change but him.
His mother tried to hide him from the rest of this hurt,
But what she didn't know is that it was far from possible to achieve.
That boy short chubby boy would get taller, maybe even a little skinnier,
But confidence would never truly grow.
Scared of a world he never stepped into.
He spends his time secluded from those closest to him.
Too afraid to them what is really like.
One day,
He met a girl,
Someone interested to know who he is.
That now taller and skinnier boy wants to show her who he is,
But that life spent hiding from has made it hard on him.
He doesn't know how to explain or show it,
Because he no longer can see it in himself either.
He scared sitting in the corner of the room far away from anyone and anything looking for him.
He wants to open up;
He just doesn't know how.
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