474 Requa Road

474 requa road, you dropped us there forever on google maps and you showed me that anything, anywhere, and everything was possible, love is an understatement.

474 requa road, when we were, what feels like in retrospect, children; you let me speak my mind more times than i could count on the same bus ride to saint pancras international week in and week out, and you always pick up, even when you’re asleep, thank you for making this dream real.

474 requa road, canary wharf bridge side walks, and long conversations about our love lives, or a frightening lack there of. i have your voice in my head telling me about the 5000 things you’re doing, and somehow mastering them all. you make me feel like im not ever working hard enough, and i love you always for that.