I just want to go to a ice cream paler for the first time and have deep conversations about stuff, then maybe a late night carnival win bae some stuffed animals.
We go up into the mountains in the summer, right at the beginning of June when everything's all green and beautiful and the pines are smelling fresh af. We go out onto a mountain lake in a rowboat as he plays the guitar and sings me songs he wrote about me. I join in in harmony. As the sun sets we go to the shore and light a fire, kissing under the fiery sky and blazing campfire. We lie in the bed of his truck, cuddling under piles of blankets as the brilliant night sky lulls us to sleep and this song plays in the background
