Owen
of all the dates
my favorite has to be honestly
the skating rink
the fade carpet walls that glow under the black lights
like tiny cosmic stars about to explode
our hands brushing as we skate to old rock music
our eyes meeting and the irony of this date come flooding
to the surface, as you grab my hands
and skate backward in front of me
our skates in sync, your eyes golden full of trust never leaving mine
you trusting me to guide you as you close your eyes and start to loose control
I skate harder and take the lead, switching places with you.
depending all on you
lily
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