It Will be Magic, You Just Gotta Wait

Your life will be a mess sometimes; a big fat mess of broken alcohol bottles and tears racing down your cheeks at 3 a.m. it will be failing math tests and not getting into the college you applied for. It will be the boy you love falling in love with another girl and your best friend moving across the country. It will be the world caving in and you not being able to breathe and it will be shaky hands and slurred words and beating hearts- but it will also be beautiful. It will be roadtrips across the country with you best friend with the radio loud and your heart so free that it feels like it is going to explode out of your chest. It will be late nights on the roof with only the stars above you and you are holding the boy you love and he says to you that he loves you back. It will be early mornings with the sunlight draped across your back as you are curled beneath the sheets soaked with the same light that fills your soul. It will be midnight bonfires on the beach while falling asleep with your eyes sparkling and your heart pounding and the waves that tossed you around filling your lungs. It will be dancing in the middle of the street at midnight with your feet brushing the ground and hair tangled with wonder and euphoria. It will be comfort, love, light, and freedom. It will be finding yourself in things you love and losing yourself there too. It will be drunken kisses, shaking breaths, and warm heartbeats. It will be magic. You just gotta wait.


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