shoutout to me for still not having my driver’s license
*Faroe*Islands* (von Annelogue)
It was the shoes. That’s when I knew. It was those brown leather shoes. It was our third or maybe fourth date. You’d come over to my place on Halstead and we ordered a take out. And rented a movie that we never finished because we ended up… And you had to get up early for work. And by the time I got up you were gone. I remember standing in the closet half dressed reaching for my shoes when I saw that you’d drawn this heart in the dust on my shoe. You remember that? It was the sweetest thing.