I sit here...

...a slight chill covering my body.
The loose strands of hair falling in front of my eyes.
I notice the fresh coat of berry colored nailpolish covering my nails as I look down at the keyboard, the tips of my fingers pressing down each letter.

I live for the moments that make me smile.

Like walking to gas stations at two in the morning to get hot chocolate on cold winter nights,
or sitting on the backs of cars, at night, reminiscing old times as kids, when life was so much easier and fun.

Like floating in swimming pools, in the complete darkness of the night, catching shooting stars,
or singing together, surrounded by the people who make us feel complete happiness.

Or helping new friends move in to little apartments,
and spending what seems like forever in Starbucks, talking about sex, than running out into the bitter cold to cross the street to Dillards, where you threw up. Thanks for making me less lonely on my birthday.

Playing the same song over and over again and singing it in your bedroom, drinking energy drinks from champagne glasses,
or sitting on the side of the street, getting hit on.

Or spending half the night in tiny venues, in downtown Baltimore, where we fell asleep,
than blaring music in parking garages for hours on end.

I miss those long nights around the bon fire, discussing life and how different the future will be, with everyone,
and long walks to gas stations at early hours, in desperate search of food and some type of energy.

I miss those fall days, the long walks we took, laughing together, and not worrying about anything, feeling so alive, when nothing else mattered but friends and the music that brought us together.

The moments that make me smile, the moments I'll never forget.

(: