Instead of giving me a necklace

Made up of his hands


We sit in his Grand Cherokee

And listen to our favorite bands


Instead of holding my leash, I mean my wrist

And dragging me around


He doodles on my body with his fingertips

Without making a sound


Instead of choosing Counter Strike

over my voice on the phone


He listens to me talk for hours

And asks about my birthstone




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I don't know if this is true, but if it is I wish you two all the best. <3


this is about my new boyfriend, kaelen. and thank you so much! I feel like nobody ever uses the comment feature on this site and it makes me sad. you made my day! 

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