
If you were mine, I’d kiss your ankles and neck and the tip of your nose. I’d bring you film canisters filled with love notes and interesting books and I’d send you texts with random facts whenever I discovered something new. I’d show up at your house at midnight with a pot of your favorite kind…
I love the last line.
how could anyone not want this?
If you were mine, I’d kiss your ankles and neck and the tip of your nose. I’d bring you film canisters filled with love...
I love the last line.
this inspires me.