||[Sep. 24th, 2007|11:16 am]
anonymous love letters.
dear same old boy,|
this will be the best time. we'll walk around, pretending that we don't have lives outside of eachother. and for five days, we won't.
we'll sleep late, and meander to espresso royale for breakfast. over americanos, we'll waste the day doing the crossword and making eyes. we'll play footsie in train car, and you'll kiss my cheeks when the cold turns them pink.
there's nothing better than these excursions to you.
thanks for the plane ticket,
same old girl