These are the places I would go with you.

When I look at these beautiful places, one central image pops into my mind: You and I, blissfully unaware of the world around us, enveloped in only each other. I dream of the day when I can hold you in my arms, and have a place there. I dream of calling your heart my home. I imagine this beautiful landscape, and complete privacy. Perhaps a place where we can see the view, but nothing can see us. That gives me chills. Imagining being able to see out for miles and miles, but just as viewers, and not those being observed. There is something elusive about this image, something unbearably sexy. I would compare it most closely to a honeymoon of sorts, but its deeper than that. A fantasy version of a vacation. In my head this world is ours to waste time as we please, and be who we are and say what we feel. To laugh, to fight, to dream, to dance. These are the places I would go with you. These are the places I will go with you. So to my dream and my heart, I miss you and I adore you. I can’t wait to find you, and visit these places, to create timeless memories of our hearts, and to share in what only we will understand when we are old and grey.