Kids like us.

I'd give you the world if that's what it took to see your crooked smile.

And I know I'm not perfect.

And I know you're not ready.
Though you say you are.

But kids like us, kids from the wrong side of the tracks.
Kids who stir up havoc.
Impatient kids with too much on their minds.

Yes, kids like us.
We'll never be ready.
Because we don't make plans often.
We let life's ebbs and flows take us where they may.

Yes, kids like us.
We were born running.
To and from.
Good and bad.

Yes, kids like us.
We hand our hearts out on platters.
Vulnerability.
That's what kids like us do.

You broke me and left.
Years have flown by.
And back you come, tail between legs.
Begging for forgiveness.

Was I stupid for giving forgiveness.
Was I smart for giving forgiveness.

Everyone always deserves a second chance.
But your first was ruined before it even started.
So I'm not sure what chance we're on.

But kids like us don't pay attention to chances, do we.
No.
Kids like us don't listen to the past.
Because kids like us live in the moment.

Who am I kidding?

You came back and made me smile.
Smile, for christ's sake.
After all that's happened with us, and I still could smile.
Maybe chances are worth it now.

It was a crowded gym, but I knew your face instantly.
And my heart sank.
I didn't know if i should cry or if i should laugh.
What irony; what coincidence.

What fate.

I'm not much of a believer in irony;
in coincidence;
in fate.
I believe you make what happens happen.

But that moment was so unexpected;
so out of my control.

So perfect?

And now.

Everything is coming together.
Our loose ends have put themselves back together.
We're getting lost in that summer again.

I just don't want to lose all that I lost that summer.
Please.

You know.
That song you played.
Just for me?
I set it as your ringtone.
But it's not the same.

It's not your hands strumming those strings.
It's not your voice softly singing those words.
It's not you.

And I listen.
I let it play all the way through before I answer.
Because for that moment,
I'm lost in a moment.

A moment where everything was perfect.
And everything was right.
And we.
We were infinite.

We.
You and me.

Kids like us.
Kids from the wrong side of the tracks.
Kids who stir up havoc.
Impatient kids.
Unplanning kids.
Kids who take life as it comes.
Vulnerable kids.
Kids like us.

Kids who were born to be infinite.

"Someday I'll be beautiful.
Is this real because I don't feel beautiful.
I feel angry.
I feel silence.
I feel so far away.
I am crazy.
I'm amazing.
I have nothing to say.
I'm pathetic.
I'm a giant.
I'm a moment away.

I'll be beautiful..someday."