A writer himself, throwing words on papers probaly strung from the ceiling to the floor blow. I've yet to encounter someone with the brilliance this man has shown to the world. A heart breaking work...
I find myself constantly repeating his words over and over through my mind, coming to the conclusion that perhaps his words, were meant to be as condensed and as compicated as they seem while they flow through my thoughts.
This boy tends to always glow, always be the center of attention, always standing out in a crowd, always having the last laugh. For most, his name never came across their minds, nor did they ever hear it mentioned, but for others his future in fame, had already been written in stone a few years previously.
West to east, and east to west, Canada slowly heard the one name I'll never forget. Each week he never failed to make us proud, and to bring a smile to my face. Week after week, with our phones to our ears, we pulled him through.
His last night was clear, that we did the right thing, we made him proud. He wanted us to want him and he got what he wished for. Where would he be now if his name became world known? In a way the though still creeps up my spine, and I push it away as hard as possible.
This young man is one of the strongest and hardwilled people I've ever met. Many don't understand him, and many never will. It's damn near impossible to bring him down, you won't ever break him down.
He's been through what seems like hell, but has never let it show through his amazing eyes and permanently glowing smile. He writes words of a genious, and has a heart of gold, a killer smile, and a genuine soul. He's got wits and he most definitly got the looks, but noone on earth can ever be fairly compared to the man.
Each time I look at him my heart starts to jump, with a different sort of admiration. One hug perhaps could have lasted hours if possible, as the images of the past four years flew through my then overwhelmed mind. As h let go and smiled at me, i quickly erased my tears as he thanked me for coming, and cracked a joke, while I turned and whispered to someone beside me... " He is far from that boy we saw on tv eh? " and with that he looked up and grinned as if he was saying thankyou.
I do know what I said is true, but whatever happens no matter how much he changes, his name will forever be engraved in my prouder then ever, gleaming heart. He never fails to make me smile, or make me laugh, he never lets us down, he never will understand how much he means to some... but perhaps someday he shall?
" I dream of arose, born of more thorns than beauty..."
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