How Good....

I didn't know how good this would be, until I got here now I never want to let you leave. We had had some good times on those tiny little islands and hanging out on the beach. It was you and me and me and you all summer. We were in Miami Beach, in Collins Ave, living the good life and living it fast. Steady sipping mojito's and patron margaritas. I was always wasted, and you were wasted too. I loved being wasted and the things that it made us do. Every time you called me baby, I thought about us making a few. Then we would be on our way to Jamaica too. Living the life, living it nice. When you were living with me, you were living life right.