No Reservations

I think it's safe to say you took the long way.
But knowing you, you wouldn't have it any other way.
Now Florida's all your own
and you're reaping what you've sown,
despite the rough seasons that took you there.
Your demons don't have a thing on your smile
and you've learned to take an inch when you can take a country mile.
At day's end you know it's best.
As I write I picture you on the beach,
sitting in your shorts and taking in the breeze
before you go home to your girlfriend. 
For as much that's changed you're still the same,
so you might not care for the words but the sentiment will be heard,
and with that I better get on with it.
I wouldn't be who I am without who you are,
and if you never came around there's no way I get this far.
I couldn't make this up.
But maybe you already know,
'cause the last time through we both seemed to make sure how you'd go
before you made it out the door.
You shouldered your things and opened your arms.
I did the same knowing how long you might be gone.
So we sent each other off with that hug.
No reservations
between brothers worlds apart.