When I think back on that night I always laugh. I probably shouldn't, but I do. I laugh at our conversation on the stairs, Lying on the cold, wet ground, Just laughing at each other. I laugh when I imagine us not knowing each other At the start of the year and how, When I talked to you, neither of us Knew what one thought of the other. I laugh because that seems so far away. Because now when I talk to you it seems Like we've known each other forever. Like there was never a time when I stood Awkwardly in front of you, At someone's house who I didn't know, With a drink in my hand trying not To make a complete fool of myself to you.
I laugh when I imagine how funny We must have looked that night. How the birds or the sky must have looked down On two drunken kids falling through a gate, Telling each other things they would regret The next day, or month. I laugh when I imagine how "scandalous" it all was. How for months after we would look back and smile On that day, and wonder how we ever got to this point.
Now it all seems so far away; Sitting in Smokies after the library, (Only for 20 minutes though because I need to get up early tomorrow, seriously Lochlan), The hot chocolate rendezvous (definitely not dates), Or sitting in Moyola with Morg and Meg, Laughing at how ridiculous we all are.
I laugh at how ridiculous it all was, And I wouldn't change it for the world.
Have a great time in Canada kid, I'll be thinking about you.