I'm thinking about the cold
where I'll wear my sweaters and my skinny jeans
I'll hold your hand like a lifeline
I'll make hot chocolate with extra peppermint because it's my favorite
We can watch the old Santa Clause movies and laugh
"you hit me with a freaking shovel"
that'll always be my favorite
I'm thinking about my ceiling fan
It keeps spinning in circles and it squeaks
It's by no means perfect... like you
I love my fan because it provides me comfort
but mostly because it gives me an excuse to wear fuzzy pajama pants in the summer
similar to how I love you for accepting me
even when I want to wear fuzzy pajama pants in the summer
I'm thinking about Rick and Morty
those two geeks going on a lot of adventures
one is older and is smarter than looks portray
the other is younger and generally new to so many of the situations
does that sound familiar?
two nerds wandering through life together....
not to mention Mr. Poopy Butthole
I'm thinking about Of Monsters And Men
the soft sounds calling me to dreamland
a place where I can be with you
a place where looks or pasts don't matter
insecurities are left at the door, and nothing matters at all
it's just peace...
Love.... Love.... Love
I'm thinking about you
"I love you"
"What did I do to deserve this"
"dating a writer is gonna be fun"
you have no idea
*read.... 3:00 am
<3
YOU ARE READING
Poetry... I guess
شِعرI took creative writing in Junior Year, and I plan on minoring it in college. Some of these might make sense, but others might not.
