I want to runaway with you to a place where pink clouds would take us. I've blown away eyelashed wishes with the humid off-season winds. I'm falling in love with unfiltered smiles and weird candids. I wished for the skies to be mine for more than a Lifetime now. I'm looking for you in dormant love songs and Bukowski's love poems. I'm more than a careless art to you, I'm a masterpiece. I want to give away my weighing heartbreaks to the off-shore clouds. I've been fangirl-ing over ill-framed skylines and pressed flowers between 'Eleanor and Park'. You're everything that matters, there wasn't even a before and I don't even want to imagine an after. I want us to build a home together and paint the walls from the pastels of sunsets. I want you to hold my hand and bring me out of wildfires into a land of wildflowers. I've written your name with mine on hand-made papers, old tree barks and everywhere on my heart. I'm falling in love without drawing conclusions and assumptions. I'm falling in love with coffee stains on my skirt and oily braids and it's more than just a happy day. It's a happy era and we will runaway to a forever, together, forever. This isn't a dream, it's promise I've written on the daisy and sunflower buds that will bloom into a fairytale one day.