A friend.
A friend.
I log on and load it
Scroll through the window
Looking for a nice server
Then another window pops up
A message
From a friend
He starts with two dots
I've known him for quite some time
And I know that's not normal
He's down
Very
I ask why
His grandmother
Is dying from liver cancer
She doesn't have much time
Her children are there
To see her
Talk to her
One last time
I've known him
For some time already
He's not one to be sad
Not this sad
Minutes pass
Without a message
I try to continue
He needs to talk
No
He needs someone to talk to
But it's not easy
People say I've got something
I think on the fly
Put ideas into words
Words into sentences
It fails me
I don't really know what to say
A few questions
To let him know I'm there
There and listening
He told me how he broke down
Talking to his grandmother
Who couldn't say a full sentence
And I feel sorry
Tell him to try to accept
What cannot be changed
But is just natural
Just a part of life
A pause
He suggests a game
To distract himself I figure
And oblige
I borrowed a friend's server
Kept it locked
We played 1 on 1
And I was winning
Not a by a little
I've known him for quite some time
And he's good
He was good
But not now
He's not concentrating
Not focussing
Just firing haphazardly
Hoping a few shots would hit me
My fps hits 100
Its one sided
As it should be
Except its towards my side of the river
I ask whether he's short on cash
Should I restart rounds
He declines
No need
So we continue
I suggest playing long range
His forte
My weak spot
Ask him to stay at Bombsite A
He asks in reply
Do you think I'm stupid?
A simple reply meets him
No
Nothing else
He starts to catch up
Bit by bit
I've known him for quite some time
The drive
The skill
The determination
I can see it returning
But not fully
Suddenly
A message
After long minutes
Sorry if I spoiled your mood
I smiled
Nope
Couldn't if you tried for years
But its not done
He's sticking to a carbine
I break the rules
I rush
Kill him easy
Next round
I stand at the corner
Hold my breath
I jump out
A loud bang
An awp bullet greets me
Straight in the head
I've known him for quite some time
And he's back.
I log on and load it
Scroll through the window
Looking for a nice server
Then another window pops up
A message
From a friend
He starts with two dots
I've known him for quite some time
And I know that's not normal
He's down
Very
I ask why
His grandmother
Is dying from liver cancer
She doesn't have much time
Her children are there
To see her
Talk to her
One last time
I've known him
For some time already
He's not one to be sad
Not this sad
Minutes pass
Without a message
I try to continue
He needs to talk
No
He needs someone to talk to
But it's not easy
People say I've got something
I think on the fly
Put ideas into words
Words into sentences
It fails me
I don't really know what to say
A few questions
To let him know I'm there
There and listening
He told me how he broke down
Talking to his grandmother
Who couldn't say a full sentence
And I feel sorry
Tell him to try to accept
What cannot be changed
But is just natural
Just a part of life
A pause
He suggests a game
To distract himself I figure
And oblige
I borrowed a friend's server
Kept it locked
We played 1 on 1
And I was winning
Not a by a little
I've known him for quite some time
And he's good
He was good
But not now
He's not concentrating
Not focussing
Just firing haphazardly
Hoping a few shots would hit me
My fps hits 100
Its one sided
As it should be
Except its towards my side of the river
I ask whether he's short on cash
Should I restart rounds
He declines
No need
So we continue
I suggest playing long range
His forte
My weak spot
Ask him to stay at Bombsite A
He asks in reply
Do you think I'm stupid?
A simple reply meets him
No
Nothing else
He starts to catch up
Bit by bit
I've known him for quite some time
The drive
The skill
The determination
I can see it returning
But not fully
Suddenly
A message
After long minutes
Sorry if I spoiled your mood
I smiled
Nope
Couldn't if you tried for years
But its not done
He's sticking to a carbine
I break the rules
I rush
Kill him easy
Next round
I stand at the corner
Hold my breath
I jump out
A loud bang
An awp bullet greets me
Straight in the head
I've known him for quite some time
And he's back.
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