Trees and mistletoes

A day where only laughter fills the air; where people aren’t pretentious and where we don’t remember anything that happens more than an hour ago. Carefree; liberated, relieved, laughing and smiling and teasing and reliving and getting away from the redundant daily routines where people stopped being funny and things stopped making sense. . Just a day. I just need one whole day. Where we say things we don’t think twice and think things that we don’t overanalyze. Where everything is just out open in the air and noone would regret what they said or did and noone wouldn’t bite back their tongue. Where we could return home and be puzzled because we couldn’t remember what we just did; couldn’t remember the whole day we spent together because we have returned to the normal life. Where the only things we remember are laughters and smiles and us throwing our head back with glee and affection and this urge to protect and take care of each other. Because eventually people die or disappear or age old and they will regret, for the rest of their lives, that they have never experienced that one day.