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He would call me by my middle name. Dance with me in obscure places like the grocery store. Days starting with him would be as good as honey toast. He would buy me flowers and allow me to do the same. I’d let him show me the moon like it already wasn’t mine. He would know when to hold my hand and when not to. I would sit silently in his car while he drives to new places. He would read The Great Gatsby aloud while I fall asleep. We’d listen to the sound of water together where ever we can find it. He would stand next to the tracks with me waiting to feel the rush of trains passing by. He would know when to bring me orange juice. He would give me gold, but would you?
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Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 11:36 AM UTC
Give me Gold
He would call me by my middle name. Dance with me in obscure places like the grocery store. Days starting with him would be as good as honey toast. He would buy me flowers and allow me to do the same. I’d let him show me the moon like it already wasn’t mine. He would know when to hold my hand and when not to. I would sit silently in his car while he drives to new places. He would read The Great Gatsby aloud while I fall asleep. We’d listen to the sound of water together where ever we can find it. He would stand next to the tracks with me waiting to feel the rush of trains passing by. He would know when to bring me orange juice. He would give me gold, but would you?
I wrote this towards the end of the summer/at the beginning of the semester and I felt like it wasn't finished but I don't know what to add so here it is.
#love#gold#want#flowers#you#goals
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Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 11:36 AM UTC
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