Fix us!

If one day our love doesn't smell of roses and kisses anymore, if instead of completing each others' sentences we cut each other short, if our silences get longer than our hysteric laughs,  just take me to the mountains...

Yes, on a clear night, up a silent hill, your fingers intertwined with mine, lie next to me on the grass. Quietly lets hold hands till the stars come out in the dark, till I see them twinkle in your eyes, till I remember how you looked at me the first time you said you love me... And I promise I'll put all the broken pieces in place.

I promise I'll fix us.