come out with it.

sometimes I can't read you.

sorry,

woke up too late to lie.

love,

lowt

365.

over the course of a year, a lot can be learned about a person: their smile, figuring out how to make two fit in a tiny bed, their short comings, how to bite your tongue, that distance can't destroy; i could go on and on about the things i've discovered about the girl pictured above, but what i learned above all is that i'd like to learn more.

between the two of us, i think i found my ryde or die chic. see you on the shores in another 365.

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lowt

i thought you knew they were coming...

unlatch the gate and forget your bed time,

for what you think you see is just a fog.

the gate is open, and your socks are dry

take your body

to the lights you've seen in slumber.

they'll be waiting, whether the thought crosses

their mind

or not. believe me, I've seen them.

yes, i Know. they don't 'exist',

but really, do we?