West side
My boys.
I had three, maybe four, boys in my life that I loved unconditionally and really leaned on. They were my best guy friends.
Nothing sexual.
Nothing misunderstood.
Nothing but your typical boy who is there for you.
Well, come Junior year, they had dropped out, and now they’re off my mind most days. It’s so sad to think about that…where in the hell are my boys? Why are they too busy for me, and why can’t we just hang on to eachother.
Maybe….that’s why the boys I have in my life now are always fucked up.
Anonymous
