Shall we go, now?
To that place we so dearly cherish.
Somewhere we have been to before.
Truth be told, it is not that far away.

It could be that couch in the living room,
Where we settled into the night.
Or perhaps the rug underneath it,
Where we can play games and fight.

It could be that small bed,
Creaking in the summer wind.
Or the window where the sun sets,
When we watched as daylight thinned.

It could be the boat we were on,
Braving the storm, dauntless.
Or it could be the sea beneath,
Where we witnessed life flourish, relentless.

It could be up on a mountain,
Between the trees and the absence of light.
Or down by the beach of a small island,
Where we cover our eyes if the sun gets too bright.

It could be somewhere quiet,
Serene, wallowing in tranquility.
Or in the dusty embrace of bustling cities,
Where we would drift in the crowds.

It could be anywhere in the world,
Really, it matters little.
But there is one place we always want to be,
And that is right next to each other.

Perhaps sometimes in anger,
And other times, we'll suffer.
But we'll live together,
And then maybe we'll know,
what it is like to live forever.