For my 21st

by remembertoexhale

I want my 21st to be somewhere else
Europe or South Africa
with a boy and his rolled cigarettes and a film camera and my dslr
some cider
and some wine
I want sunrise and sunset and motorbikes and skateboards
and the beach
and walks
and ice cream
I want boy
and his smiling eyes that search mine
I want streets and pedestrian crossings
I want live music and leather jackets and gelato
I want boy
and his hands that hold mine
I want clothes
I want boy
and escape
I want freedom
and I want to be looked at like I’m his favourite thing