The Destination

The Destination

Take me there. Play a song from our college days on your phone. Turn the volume all the way up. Decorate these white walls with a purple sunset, palm trees and string lights from that small beach town we used to drive north to. Let me feel your strong arms around my waist, your always chapped lips on my ivory skin. Let’s lay in the sand and let the waves hit us as the tide comes in. Whisper that you forgive me. I’ll forgive you. Let’s end the night at your place under a fleece blanket with my head on your chest, watching our next binge show. Fall asleep before me and I will stay awake all night listening to your heartbeat, always.

<3 M.

The Peace Treaty

The Peace Treaty

The 10815

The 10815