1/27/11
9:28am
Reilly; he was my first
The first to take me to school on my own
My first sign of independence
He was with me for my first dead end,
My first tireless search,
My first job,
My first love,
My first heartbreak,
My first life crisis,
My first time at inner peace
Reilly was there through it all until...
We were stranded,
Route 62 near the billboard;
He just couldn't make it home.
We dragged his shell to my dad's shop
The goodbyes were hard
He was one of the only dependable things in my life
The snow fell and made a mountain out of Reilly
His shell sold while I was gone
After such a loss, I couldn't move on
But that's when Anita came...
To Reilly
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