Kamis, 11 Maret 2010

With You. A poem.

I want to laugh with you until our faces hurt.
I want to travel with you,
eating Twizzlers in the car,
taking pictures,
driving down the highway.
I want you to love me.
I want to snuggle with you in a sleeping bag,
under the stars.
I want to kiss you.
I want to marry you.
I want to live with you.
I want to die with you.
I want to be with you.

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