When you're sixteen
Alone, angry, and depressed
I hope you'll remember tonight
How we played outside in the cold summer air
Searching for little lights to catch in our hands
Only to let go again

I hope you'll chase lightening bugs
For the rest of your life
I hope you see the places they hide
And cry when you are told not to go there
I hope you always find the little lights
That others swat away
I hope you let the little lights go
Because you know they will come back again

When you're sixteen
Upset, terrified, and confused
I hope my hugs will still dry the tears
That everyone else has created
I hope you will still search for me
When everything is falling apart

You are my lightening bug,
My little light in the dark
That I refuse to catch for too long