| Open Letter
 Friends to the end, Even if our hearts drift apart. In the dark, You're the spark that lights my brightest ideas...   In a field of dreams I dream of you, Miss boom Remove your cool. And allow my words to smooth Out our rough edges Tetris, together we rearrange our perceptions To find the perfect way to fit together. Yet with each block misplaced We leave space The things said and unsaid That can't be erased.   Friends to the end, Even if our hearts drift apart. In the dark You're the spark that lights my brightest ideas...   Inspiration defines you. At your best, You inspire all the passions for a man to do better Miss go-getter, While I don't always agree with your mode of transportation I admire your perspiration to reach your destination. |