sometimes when i step onto the elevator with another person that
i don't know,
i wonder what it'd be like if they just started
kissing me as soon as the doors closed.
and as soon as the
bell sounded for the 5th floor exit party,
we'd part ways.and
never see each other again.
i think i watch too many movies.photo found
here.
1 comment:
that would be tragic and beautiful. i was on the elevator at work, and it jumped. twice. i think it was a ghost.
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