The only way to sleep is to put it all away, hide the memories and find them the next day. The memories tonight that would keep me awake are of my lovely friends I always hoped to make. These poems tell the lie that I can speak with ease, and though I write these fast in person I will freeze. With that being said, I truly miss you all, so if I had my way, I would always call. Bailey, my great friend, I am blessed to know you well, and though I never show it, I am nice 'neath this shell. I gave you much to gripe, but gripe you never did, and because of that I ask my actions you forgive. Tia, my odd-found pal! It was crazy how we met. It spawned years of friendship and I hope we're not done yet. I miss the sleepy calls from Skype back in the day, so much I feel such shame to let it fall away. Jordan, if you see this, if you ever do get on, I'm sorry for last we met, I was insane until dawn. You're a cool dude to know, and you will surely go far; as long as you dream big you just might sail the stars. There's a girl I cannot tag, she's not on this site, but I've written much about her, for the torch is still alight. Perhaps I should snuff it but I'm too scared. All I have not named you are in my thoughts as well, but as it was, we're cool, there's not much to tell.