Let's just.

Let's chase clouds together.
Let's trace a map on your skin or mine and travel to find out abandoned towns.
Towns that smell like those pages of your diary. 

Let's jump into an ocean and make love with the blue and green like never before.
Let's just skip a beat of normality and leap into the abyss.
Let's just forget everything and be nothing.
'Nothing' because it  has no weight ,
'Nothing' because we would always be able to return  to each other ,
Nothing because we would be lasting forever then.
Probably then one 'forever' would count..

YOU.

You're like the last bit of smoke before a mind storm ,
So very noxious and beautiful to taste like cigarettes and old paper books mixed with antique love , death , sins and remembrance.