reading old books

I want to write you letters and take pictures of you with a polaroid.
I want to walk with you to your door after a night of holding your hand.
I want to spend our evenings reading books by a fire and candles.
I want to invite you over for a meal out of my grandma’s cookbook.
I want to escape to a place where the simplest things mean the most.
—  & I want to go with you