It's going to be a long way to happy. A long time until a nice boy comes along and sweeps me off my feet, and I have the courage to say yes and be swept away. It's going to be a lot of kisses until I find the one that makes my heart skip a beat, a lot of dances until I'm content to stand by the boy's side and hold his hand.
The fact is, it's going to be a long and hard wait, but I will make the most of it, as being young and free most definitely does not last forever. It's going to be a long way to happy, but there'll be laughter and smiles before I get there, cute boys, beautiful girlfriends, amazing boyfriends.
You people make me realise how precious life is, make me feel like I'm worth having around, that I might be missed sometimes if I weren't.
It's going to be a long way, but thanks to you, right now I'm okay and I know that happy is out there somewhere.
[Best friend], I don't have to explain to you, you just know, and that makes my job so much easier sometimes.
[Other best friend], you're relatively new to me, but now I can't imagine what I would do without you. I can tell you things about what I'm going through that scare me, and you make it okay, liveable. You hold my hand when I'm scared and you tell me the bad things I need to hear when I'm blinded by pain and regret. I wish I could explain what you are to me, but to be perfectly honest, I'm lost for words.
I love watching you and [your boyfriend, another of my best friends] fall in love and pray you two will keep each other happy for a long, long time yet. You's are my favourites. Spoil each other. Kiss each other just because you can. Keep each other warm when it's cold. Plan things, and do them as soon as you can, 'cause its the things we didn't do together that you miss when the person is gone, for whatever reason. Most importantly, hold each other close, love each other, and make each other smile. Wipe away each other's tears and cry on my shoulder if his is absent. I will be here forever, for real, not like how boys say. I love you so much, even though sometimes you say silly things and cry when you're drunk. I love how when things aren't all good, you ring me, and we make each other feel better. I love how I can cry in front of you and you'll just hold me and tell me exactly what I need to hear, good or bad.
I can't wait for the rest of the memories we'll make, and for the nights we will get drunk and neither of us will shed a tear that wasn't for laughter.
8.1.12 ~ The Broken
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