Your two-toned hair and pony-galloping had me swooning from the back booth of The Alibi. We gazed into each others' eyes- with tiki reflections in our pupils and love in the air. We kissed under the dim lighting- swaying to Wheetus and Dashboard Confessional. The keys hanging from your carabiner jingled, as my heart fluttered. This Teenage Dirtbag is missing his hype man.
Stay gold, Ponyboy.
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