Everything has it’s time. And everything ends.
Every now and then you just need to run away from everything.
Happiness is a choice. You can live a life of hiding away in emotional captivity, never knowing where the sun shines brightest or where the sky is bluest. Or you can run away, follow the wind and enhance every moment of it.
Just smile every once in a while
Being lost and not knowing where you are, are two very different things
I’m going to stop outside your house. Throw rocks at your window. Make you come outside. Grab your hand. And run.
You don’t just let things slide. You make a stand. You say yes. And you make it happen.
Run away with me.