the arctic monkeys series [5sos]

02

"Favorite band?"

She stared at me carefully

Observant and hesitant.

"Arctic Monkeys."

I nodded and took

The record in my hands.

"Same here.

Favorite song?"

"Arabella."

She seemed so confident

And I admired that.

"Why Arabella?"

She pursed her lips

And shifted her weight.

"He sings about her

And all the things he loves

Proving that he wants her.

It's everything I want to hear."

I couldn't help but think

That I could be the one to tell her

If she'd let me.

"Your lips are like the galaxy's edge."

She gave me a faint smile

Through her tears.

"And you're made of outer space."

We chuckled together

As I melted to the sound of her laugh.

"I never got your name."

She stopped laughing abruptly

Staring at me strangely

Making me worry that

I had done something wrong.

"You can call me Arabella."

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i kinda like how they're both so mysterious hmmm

but hey what's up

poetry is life life is poetry