Did you ever...

....put some clothes in a bag, a book, a map, your wallet, your phone? Did you ever took that bag and throw it over your shoulder and went for your car? Did you start the engine, blast the music out of your speakers and you start to drive? Where did you went? Where do you want to go? Where does the map say you should go? To a distant place? Did you type a short message to your mom saying "I'm gone for a week, don't worry about me. I'll be fine. I love you"? Did you start singing to whatever song was playing on the radio and smile, smile like a dumbass? Why? Because you just left everything behind, your place, your family, your friends, your work, your love, so you could just take one week off. And in this week you want to go to a place, a beautiful place, where no one knows you, just to breath fresh air because you felt suffocated, suffocated by everything. And you've reached your destination, you get out of the car, and you start to run towards the highest hill. And when youo reach its peak, you smile, and you breathe in and you breathe out, and you just start to cry. And you cry and cry and cry because you feel relieved. And you spend most of the days visiting around, looking for beautiful places where you can read your favorite book. And you read it again and again and again and you wait. And then you go to your hill, as you call it now, again, and then you see someone climbing it, and that someone is screaming your name. He's here, your love is here, because he knew where to found you, and you knew he went full madman mode because he looked for you all this time. You just left a note on his bed, a sweet note, saying "I love you, but I need some time away from you. I have insecurities and I do not know if you love me anymore. If you want to prove me wrong, then look for me and find me". And you think when you see him getting close, "Oh, what have I done to you? You look so tired, you have a beard now, and those dark circles...I hate them". And you hug him, you hug him tight, and you kiss him, you kiss him hard until you are out of breath, and you say "I love you, you motherfucker. Don't you ever make me think again that you don't love me anymore". And he smiles back at you and says "I love you too baby girl. And I'm sorry for doing that to you, but please don't make me go through this crazy ass situation ever again. I nearly died when I saw that note and I couldn't found you at my place...our place. And I turned crazy searching for you, and I finally realized you are here, so...baby girl...would you come back home with me? Yes, home, because you will soon be my wife love." And then you start to kiss him again.

Did you ever dreamed of that? Or even think about it? Because I did...but I just need to find "my motherfucker" first :D