You, and he, and him

You taught me to let my inner artist be free, to love without words and to see beyond what we choose to see.... you were the  first to understand me and it was you who set me free
And when you left I found another and he taught me to be wary of whom i choose to trust, but he also taught me how to be a being of affection and when he lied he taught me how to be strong, and the individual i needed to be.

And then there was him, through out it all standing at every corner on my path of trials and tribulations. My back bone my support, my love my blood my brother. My..... No. My reason to give up the edge, to strive for more. I remember him and what he taught me the most important lesson, to never take friendship personally.

After him there was another who taught me to be careful, but taught me to trust, to let go of the pain, to move on from the past... who taught me to love again, who showed me the meaning of life and love and art and history and freedom and spirituality and myself and the world around me but I would have never taught myself this new phantasmal way of life had it not been for...

You, and he, and him, and the countless other nameless souls who hae graced my life with their presence.

You and he and him, taught me the most

You and he and him, will always hold their places in my mind,

But you and he and him, will never hold my heart or my being again.