Because the first beautiful day isn't just a beautiful day, it is a promise and it is the hope that that promise will be fulfilled.
When we feel the magic of our own existences
pulsing down to the grass between our toes
And all the sudden it's possible to find your own heartbeat everywhere around you
to live every possible life at once.
Our struggles were not in vain, they all had to be to lead up to this one day, so crystalline, as light bounces off your face towards infinity.
And chalk on the sidewalk reads "It's okay".
24.4.09
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