as long as I knew I was looking for that thing that was missing from my life,
that special something that would make my life feel complete.
knew the moment that I met him that he was the one. By 'the one,' I mean every
streetie I know thinks they are better then every other streetie, they are smarter,
they are stronger, they aren't afraid of anyone and they will go to great lengths
to prove that there isn't anyone or anything that they cannot overcome.
was different, by different I mean he didn't act like he had anything to prove
and was quite happy to let everyone else make fools of them selves while he kept
a low profile and stayed in the background, something I shared with him.
hated being noticed. It is a pet hate when people take notice of me because to
get away with crime you have to be invisible.
don't think either us really understood at the time that we were meant to be such
good friends or that we would connect as well as we do. I just know that if I
hadn't met my bro I probably wouldn't be writing this at moment.
were happy just hanging out with each other and doing our own thing, he was the
brother I never had and always wanted. Me and Jestar were also quite different
in a lot of ways, the main one being girls, he found it very easy to get a girlfriend
where as I was the shy type.
He just had that something
that girls were attracted to and couldn't resist.
the one who knew how to take care of our physical needs and he was the one who
took care of the emotional side of our lives.
were pretty much inseparable for the next five years of our lives and I honestly
think they were the happiest years of my life.
know that he feels the same way about me which made moving to Sydney very hard
for me, he was half the reason why I moved in the first place.
the time me and him were hanging out together we were always talking about getting
off the streets and getting our lives on track, but never got around to actually
doing anything other then talk about it and dream what it would it be like to
lead normal lives and do normal things.
everything me and him had been threw together it was like a slap in the face when
my bro actually did get himself of the streets and get a job and start building
a life for him and his girlfriend which is why I had to leave.
knew that if I stayed I would always be in the back of his mind playing on his
thoughts and I know that the friendship we have would have made it very hard for
my brother to succeed and keep going.
got to tough for him I know he would have just chucked it all in and come back
to the streets to hang out with me and I love him to much for that so I left Brisbane
taking away the easy way out so to speak.
I wasn't around he wouldn't have any reason to worry or any reason not to succeed.