kaiser

i got him a squishmallow, a book, rice krispies with little notes on them, a letter, jolly ranchers, and glow in the dark stars for his new apartment :)

i’d wake up first because we both know you aren’t capable of waking up before 10am.

i’ll stare in disbelief at the way the sun hits your face perfectly because i truly didn’t think you could glow any brighter.

i cannot wait to make our breakfast, being sure to make myself coffee so i have the energy to put up with you for the day but making you your fruit tea because despite being 18, you are somehow incapable of standing the bitterness of coffee.

i’ll wake you up and you’ll tell me to get the fuck away from you and i’ll laugh because even when you’re tired you are still just as shitty.

you’ll eventually wake up though, you’ll hug me and thank me for breakfast and i’ll say not to thank me because it is the bare minimum.

i cannot wait to lay on your bed while you yell about how you don’t know what to wear for our first real date and how you want us to match but i don’t own anything in blue.

i’ll tell you you look great in every outfit you put on and of course you’ll tell me to shut the fuck up because i *clearly* don’t know anything.

i’ll braid your hair into two braids and you’ll rest your head on my legs and i’ll scold you because i can tell you’re falling asleep but we still have the day ahead of us.

i cannot wait to grab your hand and walk out of the house. i’ll hand you an airpod and tell you to listen to the new song i found, it’ll be our song. always.

we’ll walk to a bakery and even though it’s 12pm, you’ll still ask for a slice of ice cream cake and even though i think it’s a gross decision, i’ll pay the $7 for it.

i cannot wait to take picture of you on a polaroid camera while you feed the turtles at the zoo. you’ll yell at me for the fifth time that day about how bad the picture is (it’s my favorite).

you’ll take one of me looking at an ant on the ground and i’ll complain about how it’s a bad angle (it’s your favorite).

i cannot wait to look at you lovingly when you order for me at a restaurant because i’ve gone mute and need a break.

we’ll walk home hand in hand laughing about the day and all the pictures we took.

when we get home we’ll lay in bed eating snacks and leftovers from the restaurant while watching the harry potter movies (again).

i *can* wait to wake you up because you fell asleep in my arms and you need to wash your makeup off but you look so peaceful that it feels criminal to wake you up.

you’re groggy and drained and i help your wash your face and tie your hair back. i’ll always help you.

we get in bed and you’re scrolling on your phone in the dark and i’m looking at you. i’ll tear up a bit knowing that we have two weeks of this and god only knows when it’ll happen again.