Run Away With Me

9/28/15

i don't want to marry you to be rich someday, and i don't want you to have a million dollars in shining hundred dollar bills before i'll accept you

i just want to sit in a hoodie with tea in my fabric sheathed hands and watch you cook and listen to our favorite bands on rainy days

i want to go for walks on cool evenings and watch the sun set as we finish another turn around the earth's axis together

i want to sway to the beat of indie music with you as we waltz around the tiny living room in our apartment

i want to sit on the counter next to you at 3am on friday nights drinking soda and coffee and talking about space and politics and the roman empire

i want to go late night swimming and whisper to the stars together like the celestial beings we believe each other to be

i want nothing from you in terms of wealth and everything when it comes to memories