Tonight we’re gonna build a fort and use the couches. Inside we will discover a new world. We’ll talk for awhile, until we’ve ventured to the corners of our minds. We want to get high and watch the windshield wipers dance. I’ll talk about writing a message to my favorite author so I can tell him how much I hate him for the way he ended his last book. Can you tell me, what is love with out hate? What is pleasure without pain? You will tell me i’m stupid, but I will know i’m not. Let’s go outside and imagine a world where the ground is lava, and run in the puddles. Can you imagine a world like that? We’ll stick out our tongues to catch the fuel to the fire. When i looked up, i saw the stars against the dark sky and i almost cried. Doesn’t it remind you of the night after we fought? Tonight’s the night we’ll listen to our favorite songs and laugh at every painful moment we’ve ever had. Play it louder, for I can’t hear our music over the stillness in the air between our breaths. Talk to me about something sad and I will talk to you about something happy. Dancing like we’re drunk because it’s Friday, but we’re just idiots on a Saturday. We want to pretend, we want to feel, but more than anything we’d like to remember how.