Trials come and go. We all move on. No need to smile through it grit bare the pain and show me what you got. Travel to other dimensions and live to tell about it. There’s no use in wasting much more time. You know we need this, you and I. This is the way. Others won’t understand why or how. They will ship you off out of their life. Let them. Keep the ones close that grit with you. Tear into your frustration and smile when you see the face of God so I know you too have seen what I’ve seen. Study your wrists and your heart beats and the strands of your hair that spiral just the way you like. I will listen over and over. We’ll swap saliva and stories and gum like we used to. Grasp my hand and don’t let go we’ll get through this. We will.