you could come to my house at midnight
with pizza and a picnic box full of chocolate strawberries
and we could be troy and gabriella,
except i wouldn't leave the next day.
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galaxies, love, and other magical things (a recueil de poésie)
Poetrypoetry that falls out of my mind like leaves from trees or music from the fingers of a pianist.
//date ideas, pt. three//
you could come to my house at midnight
with pizza and a picnic box full of chocolate strawberries
and we could be troy and gabriella,
except i wouldn't leave the next day.
