I want to exclude myself from this teeming metro.
I wish to separate myself from stress and tension.
I want to escape to unknown destinations with the one I love.
I wish to go on adventures I’d be proud to mention.
I wish to let the cold breeze blow through my dark hair.
I want to hear him hum to our song.
I wish to eat at small eateries and forget about calories.
I want to feel like it is here I belong.
I wish to see the scorching sun dip into the horizon.
I want to feel little raindrops on my palms.
I wish to hear the melodious chirps of birds.
I want to fall asleep in his arms.
I don’t want our moments to be interrupted by official calls.
Yes, I wish to skive.
I wish to let myself fly.
I want to feel alive.