A Toast to December

Its the curtain call
Here’s to 335 nights
Here’s to the mornings;

Here’s to being acutely aware of my happiness, living it and absolutely feeling it.
Here’s to being sad, it happens, it’ll keep happening and here’s to being ok with that.
Here’s to all the firsts and all the lasts, you will be remembered. You may be forgot.
Here’s to the boy who had a place in my heart, thank you for being a beautiful concept.
Here’s to all the boys who I may fall for next year,
Here’s to home; homes
and here’s to family.
Here’s to the new friends. I love you for now, here’s to the old friends. I still love you, good job.
Here’s to the hard work and the procrastination. Here’s to procrastination…
Here’s to sticking with my resolutions
Here’s to all the love
Here’s to the new looks, the makeup and the hair; here’s to confidence
Here’s to the books and the words, I’m sorry I didn’t read you, sorrier still that I didn’t write you.
Here’s to all that I missed (Ed Sheeran live)
Here’s to 16, and overrated.
Here’s to insignificance
Here’s to being eternally terrestrial
Here’s to December, I wish you the best.