I'll give you a destination
and there is many for me and you.
I'll give you a destination
and i hope you remember it like this too.
it's coney island night-time and a ferris wheel light
kisses in the gandola got me thinking mid flight
“they dint have to make a kid’s ride this wild”
There was dropping and kissing and swinging in brooklyn that night
Its walking- talking - sitting, the moon by the shore
Talking about what was and wasnt for us anymore
A violinist in practice played the sad tune twice
And a couple passionately making out to unsubscribed spotify
it's the a small lake down the road , no one cared to inspect
And the sunset laid perfect the second time we met
maybe it was ***** before dinner or falling in love
Cause I was convinced the world would find its 8th wonder if they looked at us
It was upstate adventures and stopping mid road
For the horse, a cow and a drink by riverflow
Picked a daisy for my hair and a tiny home
Kept talking about how much youd like to live where the grass could grow
you said, “the sun is different upstate"
I agreed, as the sunbeam floods through the trees
And the warm rays felt like you were choosing me
Its the corner seat in Beacon house
With No worries with who, or what or how
“one day lets make a breakfast spot that everyone in town talks about”
It’s a Spare key to Booth street
lamps flickered and black tea warm
Sheets tumbled
and the safest place I could think of was right there in your arms.
Its the teasing” I—— looove — you’s”
made the words stay and linger
forever sleepover! , night time stories and
Our kisses kinda tasted like ginger
( you still make the best ginger tea btw)
We sang , we danced , we pretended to pray
In the name of the father the son the holy ghost,
Please, let our loving stay the same
May 20, 2024
May 20, 2024 at 11:49 PM UTC
I'll give you a destination
and there is many for me and you.
I'll give you a destination
and i hope you remember it like this too.
it's coney island night-time and a ferris wheel light
kisses in the gandola got me thinking mid flight
“they dint have to make a kid’s ride this wild”
There was dropping and kissing and swinging in brooklyn that night
Its walking- talking - sitting, the moon by the shore
Talking about what was and wasnt for us anymore
A violinist in practice played the sad tune twice
And a couple passionately making out to unsubscribed spotify
it's the a small lake down the road , no one cared to inspect
And the sunset laid perfect the second time we met
maybe it was ***** before dinner or falling in love
Cause I was convinced the world would find its 8th wonder if they looked at us
It was upstate adventures and stopping mid road
For the horse, a cow and a drink by riverflow
Picked a daisy for my hair and a tiny home
Kept talking about how much youd like to live where the grass could grow
you said, “the sun is different upstate"
I agreed, as the sunbeam floods through the trees
And the warm rays felt like you were choosing me
Its the corner seat in Beacon house
With No worries with who, or what or how
“one day lets make a breakfast spot that everyone in town talks about”
It’s a Spare key to Booth street
lamps flickered and black tea warm
Sheets tumbled
and the safest place I could think of was right there in your arms.
Its the teasing” I—— looove — you’s”
made the words stay and linger
forever sleepover! , night time stories and
Our kisses kinda tasted like ginger
( you still make the best ginger tea btw)
We sang , we danced , we pretended to pray
In the name of the father the son the holy ghost,
Please, let our loving stay the same
Not meant to be relatable, jus A letter to an ex love - i hope we stayed the same. this stayed drafted for years and I wish i had shown you then :)
