tokos poem to you (they/them)

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Disclaimer this is heavily based on the song hiom bogart by the front bottoms

Dear y/n,

I would sleep better on your floor then I would ever my own bed, even if your floor makes my skin hurt it is still heaven in my head. I would stay up for hours, days, years on end just to hear your voice on the other side of the phone.

Everything I could ever do and say will never amount to how your voice makes my head spin, dance, and twirl as if it was on a pin. I know it seems absurd to say the least but I can think about.

Even on good nights like these your floor seems better then my bed will ever be, even reading under the stars alone would seem like nothing then just being around you.

The way eyes shine even with their (dark/bright) color in the night I could still find my way to you.

I love you.

-tokoyami.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 08, 2021 ⏰

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