Lake Michigan

Hmm,

There are things to make life worth living,

So very much so,

That it makes me happy enough to cry.

Rain, and cold

Laughing my ass off with one of the most lovely people

I will probably ever know,

Sitting in a warm car

Listening to Reggae Led Zeppelin

Sung by an Elvis impersonator.

Billy Joel and pie,

Sleepy deprivation

In the fun way.

Yes, life.

Yes, you are often surprisingly lovely.

Kudos to you, for that,

Mysterious entity of living.

Despite crappy beginnings to days,

They may still end in the most splendid of ways.

And I am currently holding out for summer,

Because I know that it's going to be the best one yet.

Spring will come and it'll get warm

And we'll take exams

And

Suddenly.

It'll all be over.

We'll go on to be older,

Juniors, in fact.

And we'll have all summer to stay up

Late,

All night, perhaps.

Drive around

And live the summer life.

Few things get better than June through August.

Despite there will always be winters,

I am hopeful.

So hopeful,

Because there are always summers as well.

And sacred Saturday nights

Spent in the best company.

Someday soon I will have a box

Filled with my life.

Something to look forward to,

Something to make it all seem worthwhile.

To sift through in the dark days of a hazy winter.

And while we laughed and practically fell off our chairs,

We also made up our future,

It was funny,

How I can say things so fluidly,

Yet, any other time,

I would've been to scared to mumble

The same words I was smiling through.

Rainy Saturdays

Are a-ok.