There are those
Glowing red and yellow lights from the back of cars at night
That sets an ambience of retrospect

An ambience best experienced in the company of happiness-
And perhaps the bass of a heavy song to fill you up to the brim
But not overflow...

The world will go silent because nothing else matters
For just a short while
and everything will go slow except for time...

Nothing can seem horrid as you see happiness surround the air
Floating like waves throughout your hair
As you hum to an unfamiliar tune
Of a beginning unknown

And a destination unseen.

You think for a moment,
Ah, in this life, these moments must be what is
truly infinite

tucking the surroundings into your star-pockets
that you can look at when you are more jaded with time

remembering that at this one time
You were infinite
because that's just what young people do.