Dear Stranger?

Dear Stranger,
hello, you don't know me, but my name is Shannon
im not sure what your name is either, but i can just tell it would be my favorite name in the world
i bet you still wear superman pajamas to your king sized racing car bed with transformer sheets and you have all 7 Harry Potter books stacked against your bedside table, which has a cup of tea and some reading glasses on it, which is next to your scooby doo night-light, on your wall that is covered with pictures of new york, London and Paris, along with superheros and bands no body has really heard of, the biggest poster of all would be a picture of the guy from Bright Eyes with a quote from my favorite song "Does he lay awake listening to your breath? Worried you smoke too many cigarettes." You'd invite me over and introduce me to your mum, who has wrinkles from a life of laughing much too hard, she's smile and hug me, not taking a second look at my bright pink hair or face full of piercings. You'll go to your garage for band practice and she'll make me a cup of tea as she shares way to much information about you're baby bath times. You'll come in and smile, flashing you're crooked smile with only 1 dimple, you'll lead me to your room where we'll sit, playing video games until we get bored and you start strumming on your guitar. The sun has long set, and most the world is asleep, but we stay awake, discussing your tattoos, i especially like the one you got 3 years ago, for your childhood dog that passed away, i ask how you got the scar upon your lip, and find out why you hate your dad. We lay awake watching Harry Potter movies on your tv, and you dont laugh as my eyes water when dumbledor dies. Then we fall asleep and you dont make fun of my snoring or random sleep talking.
yes, dear stranger, you my not be perfect, but you sure are perfect for me.

Forever Yours (no matter where you may be)
Rebel.