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Here's to... (Eleanor_Sparrow)

Here's to...

Here's to the mistakes,

The good old-fashioned heart breaks

Here's to the late nights spent wide awake

Here's to all the stupid messes that I make

Here's to the music and the songs I sing

Here's to not caring about a single thing

To the fate tied crimson string

Here's to the bird with a broken wing

Here's to watching constellations

Here's to the strange conversations

Here's to all my weird creations,

The hurt filled words and confrontations

Here's to the childhood stuffed animals and toys

Here's to the chaotic, but happy noise,

To the dusty memories and long forgotten joys

Here's to my brother that always annoys

Here's to the uncoordinated dances,

The good and bad circumstances

Here's to the hope of second chances

Here's to all the judgeful glances

Here's to the ink stains,

The coffee stains, the last heart break pains

Here's to the humaness that flows through my veins

Here's to the sarcasm and endless refrains

Here's to getting older

Here's to beauty in the eye of the beholder

Here's to being as stubborn as a boulder

Here's to letting me cry on your strong shoulder

Here's to the broken flowers

Here's to the inspirational quote that empowers

Here's to the hot, yet also cold showers

Here's to my secret wish for superpowers

Here's to searching for true peace

Here's to Cable knit sweaters and fleece

To wanting your good luck to increase

Here's to wishing war would cease

Here's to the love at first sight

Here's for waiting until the love is just right

Here's to hoping that love will ignite,

To knowing that not being in love at the time is alright

Here's to the nervous, anxious stutter

Here's to the heart and stomach aflutter

Here's to the tears that fall into the gutter

Here's to the stories and promises we utter

Here's to summer nights filled with fireflies

To nostalgia and reminiscent goodbyes

Here's to the tired, yet hopeful eyes

Here's to prayers and the rest of our lives