I miss travelling with you. The road and blaring sound in our ears. Just hoping in a bus, off to far away. Oh... The paranoia of impulse in our veins. So young, care free and adventurous. I feel like I'm in a mid life crisis now. I wish I can run. That beach, the sunrise and the sand in our toes - that's how we always imagine a perfect soul searching, remember? I love commute equally as walking. But it's better with you cuz Im comfortable to get lost in my thoughts but can easily be pulled back to reality by your single touch.. when you reach out for my hand or rest your head in my shoulders or just the mere fact that whenever u turn, your beside me.. and thats what matter the most, right, that were together. It still excite me: the idea of getting lost in a strange place with you.
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