Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.



I met a boy,

Who, yes, might’ve been a boy,

but to me he was more of a man than I have ever known.

I would get lost in his deep blue eyes,

And I didn’t want to find my way out.

In my endeavor through his eyes, I saw him for the first time

for the man he wanted to be

I saw his countless tries to help others who didn’t want to be helped

as well as his dedication to his several different crafts.

I saw the way he laughed when he was genuinely happy

and I felt his pain and heartache when he felt it too.

If you have two empty voids and combine them,

Does it make a full heart?

Because for the first time-

Art is not imitating life,

For life is imitating art.


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