Is it the thought of your future?

With your dream job, dream girl, in your dream house?

Is it the parties you go to on the weekends?

Sitting around or wrecking things with your friends?

Is it the drugs you take?

Helping you cope and keep your realist point of view?

Or maybe,

Is it me?

Catching a smile in my squinted eyes?

Holding each other close out of sheer impulse?

Laughing at the world as we lay sideways on a beach?

...

Maybe your heart skips a beat when its with mine?