subject line: even if it kills me.

 

the warmest city in canada

we wrote an email and sent it in on here the very same night without knowing.

and we still don’t know what the other thinks because our notes haven’t been published (perhaps we’re less lovely with words than we thought).

so tonight is the night i send a love letter to your face, the evening our romance either relapses or is relinquished.

here’s a spoiler: i’m back. you’re actually single this time. i’m gonna give you the damn sea even if it kills me.

i’m ready to take a chance, to take off my shirt, and love you as long as you’ll let me.

- no longer the other girl