Our Imaginary Life

Apr 21, 2008 - 15:34 PM PST

We'll set sail these tiny paper boats we made and pretend that we're invincible. But we're in those paper boats, sailing far away from eachother. So very far away. And when we've become tiny ants to eachother, i'll wave my bright, red scarf and hope that you still see me. And maybe one day we'll meet again in Russia, wearing our heavy, winter coats. We'll hug like the long lost lovers that we are. Making a mess of our mouths with our sloppy lover kisses and everyone will smile, knowing that we finally found eachother. Oh, how they'll sing and dance! But with the Autumn sun setting, the day dream slowly fades away and we'll fish our soggy paper from the pond and head home, our rusty bikes squeaking in the orange glow.