It's in the bag

Cross my path, I'll make you laugh.
Oh, life is what ever, where ever, as long, short, and as great as you please.

Cute guitar boy, you're on my radar. Here's to document the day I opened the door for you. Not literally speaking, of course. Let's see how long it will take us to become friends.

Now let's rise our glasses (punch and wine) and sing sing sing to where we want to shine. Let's smile at those who we'll never see again until they die. Slap high-fives to those in need, dollars in between. Creme and light, not in spite of anything. Just be, be be and take it, give it, anywhere and everywhere. No where could be somewhere.

So, let's just breathe in this miracle that brings us together, no questioning variables to bring. And don't collapse when you lean, we'll keep you knitted, tight and clean. Classic and natural, it's real. Teal. No deal. Squeak in honor of Jolly. Squeal. No holidays. Everyday, celebrate. Holidays should be highlights. Everyday isn't memorable, as much, but don't be afraid to create holidays. Moments withing moments. Magic.
Make magic.

And when our crystal glasses click and ring, white pearl smiles in delight. Scout first. Sip. Breathe. Don't stop. You cannot stop. Not until you walk away. I hope that one wouldn't stop breathing when one walks away.

Au revoir, the night is young.