he who used to rule the world!

It is no secret to the world on the outside of this playground that i have taken to your songs in exquisite ways, in respect and some sort of solidarity. We are rivalling siblings but more than i can say for myself, you were not lucky, you were not at the right place at the right time, you were not an accident or something to fall out of the sky by chance. You are very much quite the opposite. You didn't fit in, you didn't compromise, you went after the bull straight at the horns and brandon, i love you for it.

What fewer people know is the secrets we keep to this place, our talks when we feel nobody is bothered to listen, our embraces when it has been too long, all of our medleys that get their melody from just the way your mind ticks and oh that giggle of yours! We are fish in a little bowl, i feel the electric of your current of your every move. It touches me, placates me, is there when i am most alone. And in the end we lie awake and we dream of making our escape, and in the end we lie awake and we dream of making our escape.

I dunno how many here have been affected by you, i dunno if they notice your effects. What i know is the friends who would follow you to any place to the ends of the world, leave imitations of you from other parallel universes only just to stand witness, no need to be that close but seems always like close enough. I know the friends who won't ever ask more from you, the friends who won't say it, the friends who will ramble, the new friends who have fallen into your deadly trap!

Nothing about you is without effort except for your handsomeness and oh do you put that into our faces so often. I have met nobody like you, nobody so simple but complex, so bold and so shy, so funny but so utterly understated. Rumour tells me you have quite a bit of a temper and someday i should hope you will break open one of my suffocating windows, trust me to bandage your fist, but is more than enough that i am only just included always in a joke about soulmates.

Brandon flowers, you are a poem not a lyric, you are a song i could not dare to sing. When you are near i watch stars explode and i save all the sparks for when you are far. I think about you when i cleanse my chakras. That is only just a joke! This whole thing is putting me into a mood!

Happy birthday, my dear dear friend, and happy father's day to us two! You can also thank me for bringing you this message from dave gahan sort of.

Love and sincere fondness,
Yours always,
Or at least for a good long time,
"Chris Martin" (Is just a way that you say it, makes me laugh!)

( goodness, nearly forgot the love that gossip girl taught me to do! )