There's a place

I remember seeing her turn around the corner and come into view. Long hair let down and blowing in the wind, big eyes shining with excitement. I'm not sure how the distance in between us melted so soon, but I remember her skipping down a couple of steps and yanking me close. I'm not the one for details, and several specifics escape my mind, but I doubt I'll ever forget those two minutes. And the years since.

In my mind there's no sorrow,
Don't you know that it's so.
There'll be no sad tomorrow,
Don't you know that it's so.

We like memories. In fact, we go far to cling on to them and not let go. Some of my friends won't stop talking about the "good old days" and how we should get back to them. Not me. Things could be better, and they most likely will. Alright future, let's see what you've got.

I'm not alone, and I have an excuse to smile for no reason.