He's tall
Really cute
And smokes cigarettes

We met that night, as it should be,
We talked
We laughed
We blew up fireworks
We became besties

I danced for him
And he played his favorite song

We were reckless
We were loud
We were intoxicated
By the breath of a new day
We were in love with the night/morning

It is my favorite day
Because it was my first

I haven't seen my 'bestie' since
But that's okay
There are somethings that are meant to be memories

Forever bliss