I’ve pictured my love. I’ve pictured how it’d be. How beautiful we’d be. We’d see each other, with our faces lit, hugging each other & never wanting to let go. We’d ride the metro & everyone would watch us be us & fall asleep never wanting to leave the train. We’d run DC, make art, & rule the city. We’d get lost & find new things to fall in love
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