Return To Base Camp
Maybe if I could stay
for just a little while longer
time would stand still,
I could hold on to this feeling,
and I'd become the epitome of stagnation.
It's supposed to be us growing up
It's supposed to be us moving on
and it's supposed to be a step
in the right direction.
From long distance relationships
to growing apart
to falling in and out of love
to making new friends
and to finally knowing.
So here's to the inexorable nights
of smoking and drinking
that I'll spend sitting and dreaming
of my return to base camp.