If you dated me

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We'd take a train into Melbourne. Sharing earphones, we would exchange songs, cheekily judging each other's differing music taste. We wouldn't be holding each other but our bodies would be pressed together, knees and shoulders collecting warmth.
We'd search back streets and little markets for trinkets and bargains. Taking photos of each other, smiling and daydreaming. We'd share gelato and kisses.
On the way we would rest on each other's shoulders.