I’d lick my fingers
and flip your pages,
until your spine creased
and you lay spent,
with nothing else to offer.
Then, I’d cup you in my palms
and read you again.
Been waiting for this aaaallll year.
do you ever just sit there listening to music
and you just
imagine scenes that just flow with the song
like they have literally nothing to do with the song and are completely without context
but they just
OH GOOD I’M NOT ALONE.
I MAKE LITTLE FAN VIDEOS IN MY HEAD