Nostalgia and M&Ms

Saturday was a day that'll go down in my personal history for a long time. Not talking about some negative things that happened that day but the experience I got to share with my friends. I only have a few weeks left to make as many memories as I can with my soul brother before he goes off to better things, and Saturday was definite progress on that objective. While it wasn't every member of my usual chill crew, I wish it was, the nostalgia will never be lost on me. Not just because we haven't hung out like that in months, but because we won't in the near future. We laughed, we cried, we reminisced and relived old memories. Seeing them act the same way they did when we were in 9th grade almost made me cry. We've all grown a lot in the past four years, I've watched them change from being the most rowdy group of people to being adults, and seeing that we can still have a grand old time is nothing short of beautiful. I'm going to miss Chentos, The Lima Beaner, my brother and my friend. When he and I met I was full of myself and he was the guy that laughed at everything and we just clicked. You don't find many people like that in your life where you just know that there's never going to be something that causes you to split. He was my first friend at my new school, and if it wasn't for him I wouldn't have some of the family I have now. In our circle he was the builder and I was the plaster, he was the one that got people to hang out with us and I was the one that got them to stay, and it's going to be different when he's gone because there's no hang out like hanging out with him. He and I are both one of a kind, we lean on each other like no other, and if it weren't for him I wouldn't have made it through the past four years. Every time I think about our bond though I think about that timeless song Handlebars by Flobots, especially the video. We both have set out to change the world, we both have qualities to change the world with, and if I had to guess I'd say in our past lives we were brothers by blood like Romulus and Remus, but not every story has a happy ending and theirs ended with fratricide. Anyone can do the wrong thing for the right reasons and lose sight of their true goals, and I've always felt I would be that. Ivan might not act innocent, but his soul is pure, mine's been tainted by greed and thirst for power in the past. I fear that we will cross paths again in 4 years and be two different people on two different sides, and neither of us will budge. But when that day comes we will greet each other with a hug not a fist, because we're brothers. I gave him a piece of my soul on Saturday and he's going to take good care of it, he'll always have me with him, so I don't have to worry about him missing me, and when I lose sight of myself I know he'll be there to remind me of who I am along with the rest of the family I've built in these past four years. The wolf pack, The Christmas Family, and RPPK, may we live long and prosper, and stay brothers in arms til death.