Maybe for the Summer

by Aubreé Pynn

“If you’re giving me you and I’m taking that, I’m what you get in return. So what we doing, Day? Are you going to let me have you or do I need to keep breaking you down?” “I’d prefer both.” “I knew you liked that shit.”

I want all that traditional shit and the other side of me is like what happens if I fuck that up?

“Until the life leaves my body, I’m with you. And even then, you got my soul anchored to you. Locked in, Butterfly.”