Toast

Here's to naive beginings, shaky promises, and awkward firsts

Here's to Eastern Standard Time, counting dark hours in a place I'd outgrown

Here's to the swingset, the igloo, roses and beer bottles and the excuse to be reckless

Here's to blue eyes and band guys, knowing your brain like the back of my hand

Here's to ice cream and pj's, rock concerts and plays

Here's to the curve of your spine, the tip of your nose, and the wave in your hair

Here's to regret and revenge; because they're human and so are we

Here's to friends and enemies and everyone in between

Here's to X and Y; chromosomes and variables--letters in the sky

Here's to laughing and singing, and crying and screaming

Here's to the day we knew we were in love -- or at least thought, well, maybe not...

Here's to the realization that not knowing is still beautiful in itself