Life is fun.

Some nights I stay up 
cashing in my bad luck,
some nights I call it a draw.

Tonight was one of those nights,
one of the nights where we
remembered that

We are young,
that we can set the world on fire;
we can burn brighter than 
the sun.

Some nights I wish that my 
lips could build a castle,
some nights I wish they'd just fall off.

And with wind blowing in the windows,
we remind each other that
It gets better, 
I know it hurts at first,
but it gets better.


It really does.

We realize now that a friend is worth
so much more than we realized
when we were so much younger,

so we use the time we have,
soaking up every minute
while we're young,

clinging on to our right now,
wishing and praying
that it would never change,

even as it inevitably does.





*Inspiration and italicized portions drawn from fun. Some Nights, We Are Young and It Gets Better*