Dear you,
I borrowed your jacket while you were asleep in my bed, I found the keys to your bike in the pocket. So I went for a drive. I just needed a night out with the stars a shot of change spiked with hope. I had no idea that fresh air would be more addicting than your kiss or the way your voice sounds at 4 am. honestly, I thought I'd be back my morning and I'm so sorry I wasn't.
Love,
*****
P.S. I'll bring you the keys and your bike but I'm keeping the leather.
For now.
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