Brennen was my friend
When I moved to Texas
Found him on the internet
I was drawn to his photograph
When we were 16
My mom took me to meet him
He sang in a band
An hour drive to Coleman
We were surprised
By how we looked in real life
A couple years
We would talk every night
He lived with his gran
His mother lived in prison
X's on his hands
He had some unkind relatives
He moved to a ranch
Angora goats the most beautiful
Placе I've ever known
In Wеst Texas
I would go when I could
Lay in the lawn
Look at the stars
Wonder who we are
He loved music
Made me a mix
I remember it
Now they are my friends
The songs that remind me of him
When we were 18, we got our own apartment
Though we were in love
Brennen was my friend
When I moved to Texas
Found him on the internet
I was drawn to his photograph
Now I don't know him
I think about him often
Brennen was my friend