Sam Dropped Me Off. When She Was

Downtown. Lights On Buildings And Everything That Makes You Wonder. And In That Moment, I Swear We Were Infinite.

Girls Are Weird, And I Don't Mean That Offensively. I Just Can't Put It Any Other Way.

On That Piece Of White Paper, Sam Wrote, "write About Me Sometime." And I Typed Something Back To Her, Standing Right There In Her Bedroom. I Just Typed. "i Will.

Maybe It's Good To Put Things In Perspective, But Sometimes, I Think That The Only Perspective Is To Really Be There.

Maybe These Are My Glory Days, And I'm Not Ever Realizing It Because They Involve A Ball.