eyes close,heart open,take flight

i can't seem to stop myself from dreaming up a world where I and you goes together like bread and butter. ah,the romantic side of me is fighting off the cynic with a stick vehemently. its almost comical if you picture it.

ill embrace this feelings because i need to smile and see the beauty in every blunder that seems to be associated with you.

lets put aside the silent awkwardness in a jar and throw it out to sea and fill a new one with lots of lovely memories so we can bury it for remembrance. one day,we will dig it up again and marvel at the past that was the reminiscent of our youthful heart; careless and idealistic.

why dont we?