Let’s climb to the roof, just us, bring blankets and we’ll lie down together and look up at the stars and whisper and laugh and forget about tomorrow for a while.
Let’s talk about the little things. Like you can’t go on the roadtrip without mint in your mouth because you’ll get motion sickness. Or that at times you sleep with the lights on. Take me to the places you escape to when life s a bit overwhelming. To your sunsets. To your dreams. To your nightmares.
|sundays are for cheesy things|