Twist your lips into a kiss, Cross your heart

I dream about you.

Every. Single. Night.

Every one is different, though.

One night we have to figure out

what our situation means.

We kiss

and I wake up happy

The next night we go to college together.

My dad doesn't approve, but it doesn't matter

because you're leaving me for some Asian girl

who liked your crayon drawing

and offered to teach you French.

She was a bitch.

I kicked her in the shin.