"stay with me, don't let me go
because there's nothing left at all
stay with me, don't let me go
until the ashes of Eden fall..."
"please don't... you are loved. go back home, they're waiting for you and they have what you've been waiting for..."
and because this person has never been wrong or let you down before... you do as He says and go on with your life. one year passes and you meet up with a friend you've been hangin with just about every week for years. you're both walkin as you normally do and wind up at that wall. the same wall you wrote on and the same wall you both must've passed by about hundred times since you were told to write on it. your friend suddenly turns around, reads it, tears up and says with a sense of immediacy... "i think i have to go home now" and runs off. you wonder what the hell happened and turn around to see that what you wrote a whole year earlier... must've been for him and for that very moment. you get chills but it ain't nothin new for you. he'll tell you later that he had actually been contemplating suicide and that he had been waiting for an important letter that had just come in that very day. he'll tell you that had he not read that message on that wall, it would've been the last time you ever saw him. you don't tell him it was you if you can avoid it... you don't want him to see you any differently. sometimes... you just have no choice when it comes to saying or writing what you were told to say or write. just the way it is.
trust and obedience. no matter how foolish you look or if it makes no sense in the moment... one day, it just does. that is the way of the Watchmen that walk... anyway... I'm out
~moses apollo
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