Eye to Eye

When you get to know someone, all their physical characteristics start to disappear. You begin to dwell in their energy. Recognize the scent of their skin. you only see the essence of the person, not the shell. That's why you cant fall in love with beauty or looks. You can lust after it, be infatuated by it, want to own it. You can love it with your eyes but not your heart.
That's why when you really connect with a person, any physical imperfections disappear, become irrelevant.

blue

What can I say?
nothing that hasn't been said by the both of us.
"I'm sorry." shouted thousands of times. but "I'm sorry." doesn't make it better. "I'm sorry." doesn't make it hurt any less. Betrayal, lies, pain, it all hurts the same.


But through it all theres that patch of blue, whether the dark clouds cover it up or not. The patch of clear true, honest, blue. No matter what you do. How many clouds you put over it, how much rain you have pouring down from it, or how many you shoot into it, it will always be blue. 


You are my blue. My heart for you, is always blue. So let the storm come. Yeah its loud, it tears things up, it tears things down. It makes is stay indoors for days. Yes its loud, and the thunder is terrifying. But afterwards, guess what? It's blue. So bring on the rain, and bring on the thunder. Sure I'm scared, but I know what's behind that cloud. And I know it's blue. 

Todd Eugene Kendrick

On December 2, 2010, the world lost an 18 year old. 18. The person who is the most deserving of life than anyone I know. He was driving and crashed into a fire hydrant, the car flipped. And then there were none. 

Dead.

 Its hard to know hard that word can resonate within a person. He was part of a body of hundreds of people, and now he is gone. Its like a battery, they go and burn, then suddenly... thats it. You no longer have power, cold hard and lifeless.He was 18. How long do we normally live? To be 80? 90 if we're lucky, and he lived 18. Not usually enough time to find a passion.

How can there be a god, when these things happen? Why. Why would a person who has literally fought their whole life just to walk, to breathe, to LIVE, be taken away.

Trying to envision it, not the accident. But to put death into literal terms. The coming, the going. It's like a black veil, coming slowly, encompassing everything and entirely. And that veil chose him. Chose to rest upon his 18 year old body.

He wasn't unhappy, he wasn't spiteful or a jealous person, he was the epitome of a good man. A good friend. He had a good heart, he had drive, a high school student, and a half a year of college student. Half a year.

He loved Superman, Charmed, Firefly, Kyle XY, and didn't care that people laughed at him for it. We used to talk about the cheese biscuits at Red Lobster during class, and argued about the stupidest things. And now, all we have are those memories. Faint wisps of nothingness that somehow posses meaning. And we hold those wisps closer now than the most precious jewel, or the winning lottery ticket or the newest Harry Potter movie. Because when it comes down to it, you can not put a price on a life. Your life is yours to LIVE. Thats why you have it. And the hundreds of people who have mascara running down their faces, or their hats pulled down attest.

Rest in Peace Todd. You deserve so much more.