I hope that there comes a day when we no longer have to put on our masks, but can finally be ourselves and walk hand-in-hand against the world.
A day, when I can silently fall asleep into your arms listening to your heartbeats and wake up the next morning to your messy hair and porcelain skin gleaming against the morning haze.
When we can go for long drives not knowing where we are heading for and get lost in our own little world.
I hope that there comes a day, when we can finally lay side-by-side on our armchairs, pale-faced and skinny; running wrinkled fingers through the pages of our life, counting the memories we’ve made down the lane; All them adventures, sorrow, love…. and remembering them like it all happened yesterday.
For in me there lies a soul that craves every second to be spent with you by your side. For you are my titanium – my most prized possession. The one that I’d never get tired of. The one that I’d want to be by my side to venture my inner depths.
The one that I’d wanna live the rest of my life for.