Friday, April 8, 2011

your love is butter for burns

when Hotel Yorba played and we danced on your bed in the dark 
when we went to the swings at midnight and laughed and laughed
when we walked through the snow and you wrapped me in your coat so i wouldn't be cold
when we sat on my roof and marveled at how close we have been all this time and never known; 
6 billion hearts on this earth
and here we are, together.


i feel so infinite i'm weak in the knees.

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