Thoughts, Hopes, Plans

What do we yearn for? Learned lessons, I suppose.

The spine cracking in a book.

Why do I turn into a stranger at night?

All I want to do is run my fingerprints over you in the dark.

Tell me what you think of my face.

Make tea, go for a walk.

The sunlight’s only around for a few more hours.

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