~Tim~
Tim, the guy I met on the internet.
Oh, Tim, Why can't you be mine? Why? I've never had a friend as nice as you. I wish you were mine, but wishes never come true....
Tim, the guy who took my heart the second day we met.
You sent the first email, I sent one back, it started from there.....
Tim, the guy who is nice.
We could talk for hours about things that overtake our minds from reality. We are so alike you and I but yet so different....
Tim, the guy with a personality of spice.
Smartass comments retorting my questions, all from your heart, your laughing little sentences I demand so much, your deep voice, you.....
Tim, the guy who adores ska.
Smashmouth, The Cure, Weezer, I know them all. Off by my broken heart. Off by my little broken heart....
Tim, the guy with a concert flyer.
Concerts, Concerts, Concerts, Smashing Pumpkins you go and come back full of joys music and news....
Tim, the guy who is a friend
You are my friend even if you aren't mine. I can count on you if I need anything, I'll always be here for you no matter what......
Dedicated to my friend forever, Tim Van Boening
By Sheridan Rose
Email: shace@hotmail.com
