The one who puts your favorite flowers on the kitchen counter every week just to see you smile, who does your hair routine when you’ve had a shitty day and aren’t up for it? You want me to tell you how I wanna be the one sitting next to you on the couch while you show off all the pictures you took that day, listen to you talk about your favorite ones, smile at the way you you trip over your words because you’re so excited, so damn in love with your dream? That I wanna be the one who drives you out to the middle of nowhere at midnight just to fucking stare at you while you stare at the stars,
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