Lucas' Song.

"Sticks and stones and silence, your deadliest violence, your deadliest violence."

The refrain from my fame is stuck in my head.

I understand and feel so much better now, but the dull ache remains.

"I wonder how long you're gonna stay gone,

all the radio will ever play is our song,

I can't even sing."

Over and over, no matter what, is that feeling of hope mixed with

nothing but dread.

I miss you like crazy, but I know its not over.

We have a common goal.

We're going to be okay.

You promised that, and I trust you.

"Bad dreams are over when you wake up,

my life is better with your eyes shut."

I hate missing you.