it was 11:11 last night when our favourite band came on the radio. i bet one day we're gonna hold hands as the priest spits in the cup and hands it to us. drink the body of the Lord! you devil children. and we'll share bathrooms and eyeliner, perhaps sometimes share clothing; stay up all night in front of the mirror taking photos. i'd like to buy a tandem bike and ride around the city and night - sit you down on the beach and sip tea or vodka, depending on how much we love each other at the time. i bet you'd like to turn on the local radio at 1am and meditate silently in our bed to experimental drum & bass and loading up cars. either way, i don't think we'd sleep much.
and when the clock ticked over to 11:12, i wasn't sure i wanted to hold your hand at all anymore.
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