x.
we have taken these thoughts from the back of the
car and piled them up to the ceiling with
our questionable futures and the lights from underneath
your tongue.
the sky keeps changing colors and i am peering up from
behind the earth and watching as the clouds cling together and make mountains with their movements.
xi.
and she said
"please sir don't you understand?
i only want to
hold your
hand."
xii.
i only
want
to
hold
your
hand.
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i don't know.
face plant
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beautiful.
teach me how to write.?
much love,
oldschool

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oh, I love it.
and love you too of course! haha



