it’s like the smell of freshly brewed coffee in the morning.

it’s like that first cool october breeze of the year.

it’s the feeling that makes you “want this moment forever”.

show me the way towards the fountain of youth;

but leave me half-way

because i really need to be strong.

i need to find my own way.

i’ll fill all of these jars and bring some home to you.

drink it in your backyard.

drink it at our dinner for two.

it’s like the first skinny dip in 80 degree weather.

it’s that first time you see a waterfall.

show me the way down there but don’t say a word when i strip down, swim along top of rocks that will later bruise my feet, and stand tall underneath it.

let it pour down on me.

let it sting my skin.

because i really need to feel alive.

it’s like looking up at everything that’s rushing down and realizing how ******* beautiful life can be.

it’s that realization.

maybe.