It's so close I can almost taste it.
Loud music and sweaty teenage bodies dancing like mad men all around me.
Ocean breezes and late nights sleeping in my car listening to the waves.
Bottle rockets and roman candles the glow of the fire the glint of freedom in my eyes.
Skateboards, ****** cars, generic ***, and bad ****.
And laughing at our parents who think we'll be like them.
I wish you would join me not as a farewell but as a new hello.
Because this is just the beginning and as long as I breathe it will never end.
Because I promised myself I'll never be boring again.