I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.


Go home and leave me at the door or we can stay outside of your house 
and just wait for the morning. 
I’ve seen your sadness grow.
and it swallows these days until it hurts to breathe.

"She whispers, thanks for your time tonight; 
but you are not awake yet, you are not awake, I swear."