//Your Room//

We kept listening to "Sleep on the Floor" and soon we were in your tiny 

studio apartment.

I'm not sure what got us there - 

if it was the combination of your freckles and my anxiety

or the city heat and our pride.


You say that I keep falling in love with everything and everyone around me

and it's true.

When all is said and done,

I want my criminal hand prints on everyone's hearts.

But on yours, if they could just stay...

please stay.

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