the arctic monkeys series [5sos]

07

I spent the week

Thinking of her

I found traces of her

In every song I heard

And every word I wrote

And every flower I saw.

I waited patiently

Until Saturday

And I found myself waiting

For her arrival

At the store.

I saw her coming

A sea of blonde hair

And a tide of blue eyes.

She approached slowly

Making me shift impatiently

Until she stopped in front of me.

"Ashton."

"Arabella."

"We meet again."

I chuckled and raked

My fingers through my hair.

"How was your week?"

"Well," I thought

"I spent all week

Dreaming

And thinking

Of your existence."

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i want an ashton please please please

he's so precious idk

they're both so perfect together

ive never shipped two people harder

like unf