Two Half Truths

Andreas Reign was a piece of me that didn’t know purpose.I was a student; that’s it. He was so much more-writer,poet,painter,artist,dancer,but always a friend. He was all of that, and somehow none of it.He was everything I dreamt to be, and the only thing I could never be-He was free.He was a breath of inspiration between my words. I was Andreas Reign...or at least I always wanted to be