She wanted him.
Not the him who calls after midnight
from a diner off the freeway
Because he doesn't work for another 12 hours and if she wants to have dinner with him this week
she'll come
But the him who drinks coffee with her in the morning before work
after their alarm told them
they'd slept tangled in each other,
again.
Aug 9, 2016
Aug 9, 2016 at 4:58 PM UTC
She wanted him.
Not the him who calls after midnight
from a diner off the freeway
Because he doesn't work for another 12 hours and if she wants to have dinner with him this week
she'll come
But the him who drinks coffee with her in the morning before work
after their alarm told them
they'd slept tangled in each other,
again.
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