i will remember her:
like it would never change. there she’ll be, waiting for me, playing with games on her samsung alias, standing out front of Friday’s in penn. she’ll look like she doesn’t notice me, or maybe she doesn’t, but when i’m beside her she smiles and a small candle is lit under her skin. she’ll put her phone away, i’ll turn off my shuffle, we’ll kiss small and sweet and walk hand in hand toward the subway. 8th or 7th, uptown or downtown, it didn’t matter because we’d be going home together.
