And it felt great then, to be outside Boston
with a pretty lady on my arm.
Giggling about the absurdity of it all,
how useless college and maybe just life seemed.
Oh! Oh! and her hair!
Holding it, smelling it, and LOVING IT
as we kiss on full-beds.
I have spent too much money in the wishing-well
to let it go.
There is love! It is everywhere I look today!
I graduated highschool and never learned a thing
but found what I wanted just beneath my skin.
When everything else fails, just fail with it.
It will all get better.
And we don't have to lock fingers, we can just hold hands.
You can stand by my side and be proud of your friend.
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