It took me years to disentangle my love for these boys from some persistent, weaselly associations with unpleasant, unrepentant people. It’s all steps on the same road, and the distance is the perfect place for both unpleasant people and sadness.
…So it goes a man grows cold
some would say a man grows strong
they say life only grows short
I say the road only grows long
but as long as there’s a road
my feet will never touch the ground,
and if you won’t give my heart back
I’ve no need to stick around.