Imagine this: The most beautiful field you've ever seen. Not because of its content, but because of its vastness. We're walking through it. The grass brushes our hands as we puzzle our way deeper. The wind bends the tips. But its the type of Summer breeze that feels almost like a dream. Like it melts away gravity. You can't remember the last time you smelt that scent, the scent of lavender mixed with dryness and sunshine. The scent of childhood.
Its not just a field. its an escape. Spending hours tucked away between the harmless blades of grass, that became to you, your chimes.
And there we lay. On a bed of plaited earth.
The mixture of the sun and sprouts, boast traceable shadows on our faces... I remember seeing your face and thinking it to be the most beautiful mould imaginable... the only place where we're allowed to break away from the haunting façade of society. The only place where we're allowed to be us. Our release.
Only it would be that moment just before sunset. When the sky is electrified into a stream of pinkish-orange and everything that comes into contact with its rays, are immediately brought to life. Its the light that shines right through your soul. The light that flows from my heart, into yours, connecting us with everything. Each other. The sky. Heartbeats. Everything, forever.
I want to take you to that field. You can help me find it. Its already in my heart, we just have to discover it out there...
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