Rusty: I walked under the thought and hope that maybe this night would end, that maybe someone would come out of the woodworks and kiss me godbye. The groups of kids are dying, she screamed, and all I did was agree and disagree millions and millions of times. The extinction of a friendship is not an abrupt happening; it is truly a fade or dissolve. Phone calls more brief and the hugs, hellos and times we aren't screaming at the roof leave us so fast. I stood there with millions wavering around, and I swear when I saw you I almost fell down. The cays tire and the heights conclude. We spoke and one time she said "kiss me through the computer screen."
Drew: He reaches out and so many pull away and the ones that do reach out for him he pulls away from. Roots from the tree inside of him. They pull his hand away. The ones that reach out for him, he pulls away from. A sapling grows up from his body, from the green and brown grass below through his body a tree grown and the oak breaks him apart. He reaches out as the leaves fall. Fall apart. He is forced to pull back, never fully connecting. "Kiss me through the computer screen." Live up to everything I ever thought of you.