slow down for me
there were moments that would have made great poems, that lit up the sky with our love, that made our mouths red and our tongues numb.
but it was the quiet ones that were enough. it was sitting with you on the floor of your messy room with cheap takeout food, discussing what dinosaur we’d be if we could transform. it was leaning back all the way in the darkness of your car and telling ghost stories about lost travelers. it was two in the morning when i woke up panting, and you, half asleep, pulled me closer and kissed me.
we chased the moon. we have made beaches remember us. we have walked forests. but here, in the slow morning of a work week, i love you simply because of the way you look while drinking your coffee
there were moments that would have made great poems, that lit up the sky with our love, that made our mouths red and our tongues numb.
but it was the quiet ones that were enough. it was sitting with you on the floor of your messy room with cheap takeout food, discussing what dinosaur we’d be if we could transform. it was leaning back all the way in the darkness of your car and telling ghost stories about lost travelers. it was two in the morning when i woke up panting, and you, half asleep, pulled me closer and kissed me.
we chased the moon. we have made beaches remember us. we have walked forests. but here, in the slow morning of a work week, i love you simply because of the way you look while drinking your coffee
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