When I say
“I wish I could drop everything
And just fly there
To be with you”
I mean it-
To Australia,
My queen,
My brother,
My friend,
To England,
Uncle,
Cousins,
Companions,
Japan, Canada,
Dear friends,
Germany, Norway,
Kind souls,
I wish I could be there with you.
And when I say
To friends here,
“I wish I could leave,
Be far away
In places I don’t yet know”
They laugh
And say
They’d like to visit Big Ben
And Tokyo,
They get that,
Wouldn’t it be cool?
And I smile
And nod
And think
I’d prefer to see
Your favorite coffee shop
Your favorite park
The secret paths you take to work
And the silly museum you’ve been to a million times
Because no one cares but you
Because Big Ben has its place
It’s just not in my heart
(That place is reserved
For you)
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I’m in a sappy mood, if that wasn’t immediately obvious. Anyway, this is for the wonderful cast- I’ll just tag a few of you cuz it’s late and I’m forgetful on the best of days. So have some mediocre 3AM poetry, determamfidd flamesburnonthemountainside theriza morvidra oh gahd so many more guys I can’t think of anyone at all right now save me
oh Kiliiiii
I am having a quiet cry rn. I love you, I love all of you so very much.
Aw Yiss 