Your youth, your freedom, your young love, your friends, your family in full, your cool lyrics, these songs that make you think of the fucking life you're going to have, your favorite band's concert, your dream destinations, your dreams, quite simply. Your desire to stay young for ever.
But also, this desire to give up, this desire to leave, or simply to die. This idea that you make, that you are not going to succeed, or that you are too big or too skin to find someone who will love you, who will complete you like the moon completes the sun.
But, you know, no one is sure to succeed, to find the love of his life. No one is perfect, but let's be perfect for ourselves, let's be, what we simply have always dreamed of being. Let us be ourselves.