i don't know what to do with it
the fact that with you, is the last time i slept a night through to the morning
and that when i need help from you i am not afraid of asking
and that i had a dream about us in new york city
and that i keeping thinking it should be me
that it will eventually be us
that you should let me take pictures of you sleeping and awake and maybe everyone else would stop raising their brows when you mention i'm in the passenger seat of your car and instead smile because they all saw us coming years before we really talked about it
Jan 25, 2019
Jan 25, 2019 at 4:49 PM UTC
i don't know what to do with it
the fact that with you, is the last time i slept a night through to the morning
and that when i need help from you i am not afraid of asking
and that i had a dream about us in new york city
and that i keeping thinking it should be me
that it will eventually be us
that you should let me take pictures of you sleeping and awake and maybe everyone else would stop raising their brows when you mention i'm in the passenger seat of your car and instead smile because they all saw us coming years before we really talked about it
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