Ours will be a romance all around the world: the story of a girl who cannot stay in one place, and a boy who longs to get away. I will teach him how to travel, how to build a home that goes places. He will teach me how to dream, how to be awed and see the world around me with wondering eyes. We will be a whirlwind, a mountain, a storm. He will be sea-level, and I will be the stars.
I will sweep him along into my world and he will wrap me up in his. We will move and shake and change the course of history all around us. I will be a diplomat, and he will be an artist. I will be a doctor, and he will write novels or movies or plays. I will make the money so he can make the warmth. I will build his house if he will fill my home.
We will love over mountains and over oceans, we will love under the same sun and under the same moon, looking up to different corners of the sky. We will learn the constellations and never be lost, follow mosses on trees and winds blowing through forests. We will be baseless and homeless, wanderers of the globe. We will visit every continent, and we will never be alone.