Dear Ezra and Lian,
I’ve known a lot of “Lost Boys” in my life. Somehow I end up playing Peter Pan for them. That’s why the next song on the soundtrack of my life is “Lost Boy” by Ruth B https://www.youtube.com/watch?
v=58TBZnvyGwQ Honestly, I could just listen to Ruth B sing the phone book and it would sound nice.
If I ever finish writing my collection of short stories about The Audis and The Lost Boys, http://dearezraandlian.com/
2016/04/16/the-audis-and-the- lost-boys-boy1-part-1/ it could very nicely be the intro. I know I will keep meeting them, these Lost Boys. I wish I could take them all to Neverland with me, even if for just one day.
So whether it is a wandering Native Canadian http://dearezraandlian.com/
2015/07/05/fishing/ or a guy from a powerful family http://dearezraandlian.com/ 2015/11/18/the-burden-of- secrets/ I think of the Lost Boys. I doesn’t matter if they are from Mizoram http://dearezraandlian.com/ 2015/09/24/i-cant-save-you/ or Canada
2015/11/11/do-them-no-favours/ or anywhere else in the world. When I hear this song, my eyes get moist and their faces flash before my eyes. I wish I could have saved them or fixed them, but I know I couldn’t. I know I keep passing them by every day. Still I keep listening to their stories. Sometimes I wonder if everyone isn’t really a Lost Boy and I just need to listen long enough to find that out.