i want to fall in love in the city. after sunsets. bar talk. a spare... →
i want to fall in love in the city.
after sunsets. bar talk.
a spare key to his place to slip in after work.
to make dinner in his tiny kitchen.
my little bag of make up and toothpaste on your sink.
we’d take the subway during rush hour just to puzzle piece ourselves together.
we’d share every…
oh, faint. love.