I plan on visiting every point of every continent before the day I die.
And if I don’t make it, at least I know my spirit will.
You’ve got a choice: you can either follow or join me. But you WILL NOT lead me. I follow only the beating of my own heart. the sound of my own voice, my own souls yearning.
Oh, there is nothing that my soul longs for more than to watch the sunrise with you on that old pier. Yes, that old pier on the lake.
I want to buy you a helicopter so you can travel to where ever your heart desires. I want to learn a new language with you. I need to celebrate the beginning of a new year with you somewhere other than here.
Would you let me wrap you in a blanket in the streets of China at night? We’ll fall asleep hand in hand, heart in heart.
We can wake up in New Zealand and roll down mountains. We can breathe in the fog, the cold. I’ll make you pancakes for breakfast while you seduce me with your laughter.
I want to have snowball fights with you and document every second. My camera loves nothing more than the honesty of your face. You’re my muse, my infatuation, my one, and my only.
All I want to do is cuddle and make you feel safe. I want to see the world and share everything. I like to make you feel as happy as you make me feel.
Please, lets sail every ocean and see every star, walk every land and meet every person. Let’s hear every story and sing every verse. Let’s see everything tragic and everything beautiful that the world has to offer.
Because life is forever exciting when it’s you and I…
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