Save tomorrow.

I can't follow you there.

Just close your eyes

and sing for me.

I will hear you.

Always near you.

And I'll give you the words,

just sing for me.

You are the only thing in life that I got right.

Yellowcard, I absolutely love you.

Hard work really does pay off.

For the first time in my 8 years of swimming, I'm not only going to districts, I'm going to states.

States.

At State College with thousands of people.

I remember you saying at the beginning of the season, "I think this relay team can qualify for districts, and place at states. I really do."

I doubted it so much. But I remember thinking inside, man, I really hope we do.

And look where I'm standing now.

The top 9 go on, and we placed 10th. I was bummed, but let it go. Thought, oh, it doesn't matter if we don't go.

But then that relay team got disqualified.

"You guys are going. Go get your awards!"

Don't assume things too quickly. Don't jump to conclusions right away.

Don't stop believing.

A painless 'hello.'

It was just something so simple.

You glanced, looked away, and immediately faced me again.

Smiled.

"Hey"

With the little wave thing.

I'm not sure why I can't stop thinking about it. I haven't talked to you in years, and you would probably be the last person I'd think to talk to.

It's dumb, really. That I keep thinking this over.

But I'm impressed.

Maybe the world isn't such a rude place, after all.