To Hear Her Say
I want you to talk to me like a human, knowing that somewhere in both of us is the same person we were when we got drunk in my bedroom before the party, or reading under that tree as we told eachother what we thought the world could be...
I would hope that hearing you say the words I've been reciting, dreaming of you saying for years, would REVERT me back to the same wide eyed child I always thought I intrinsically was... But I fear I am too used or too fond of this story... I want nothing from