I wanted to be the person he told things to. I wanted him to think I was pretty,
I wanted him to be reminded of me by stuff I liked— pistachios and hooded sweatshirts
and the Dylan song Girl from the North Country— and I wanted him to miss me when we were apart.
I wanted him to feel, when we were lying in bed together, like he couldn’t imagine anywhere better.
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I wanted him to be reminded of me by stuff I liked— pistachios and hooded sweatshirts
and the Dylan song Girl from the North Country— and I wanted him to miss me when we were apart.
I wanted him to feel, when we were lying in bed together, like he couldn’t imagine anywhere better.
— I wanted to be like this too (via cowgirlblues)



