Distance.
It's Unfair.
No, Cruel.
A Phoneline Isn't Enough.
You're Worth So Much More.
Than £10 Credit.
Feeling The Most Tired In Ages.
After An Amazing Phonecall.
I layed Awake For Hours.
Listening To Those Songs We Spoke About.
I Know This Probably Isn't Any Good For Your Ego.
But I Know You'll Love It.
My Heart And Head Are Fighting So Hard Inside.
I Can't Tell What Either Of Them Are Saying.
Settle The Fuck Down Guys.
So It's Xmas Eve.
Doesn't Look Promising.
I Won't Get YOU.
But On The Upside.
I Cant Wait To Give Out The Presents.
But What I'm Most Looking Forward To,
Is My Nathan.
A Day Where He Can Still Be That Happy Kid.
My Brother.
And Still My Best Friend.
And He Wont Have To Worry About Those Bastard Kids.
And Smile That Brilliant Smile.
In His New Pijamas And Monster Slippers I've Got Him.
I'm Too Excited.
Skint Too.
But Mostly Excited.
The Amazing Thing.
No, Miraculous Thing.
Is That Those Kids Bully Him.
Get Him Down.
But They'll Never Break Him.
Because Coming Home After Work And Hearing His Little Voice.
'Hi Charlie!'
Really Makes Me Smile.
And Yesterday We Watched Transformers 2.
I Couldn't Stop Sneezing.
So He Made Me A Hot Chocolate Whith Squirty Cream On Top.
Okay So He Didn't Stir It Properly, Made It Cacky.
But It Was Still The Best Hot Chocolate, In My Favourite Mug.
Nathaniel George. xXx
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