you are the type of hand
i never want to let go of.
i want to love you enough
to the point where your smile
can outshine the sun.
i want monday mornings with you, watching the sun rise.
i want weekends at the beach,
buying bread at farmers' markets. lazy saturday mornings
watching cartoons cause we can,
falling asleep
in each other's arms.
what i'm trying to say is
i want the rest of my life with you
what i'm trying to say is
i don't ever want to let you go
please don't let go
- to eight months with you
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This Is Where You Learn to Move On
ПоэзияThe random thoughs, the missing pieces of puzzles that I will never click together. Bits and pieces that won't end up in a manuscript. Highest Ranking: 16 in Poetry cover credits to the outstanding @eccentriphilia
