letters to my future boyfriend

I imagine us lying in grass and gazing up to the skies. It would be a lazy summer afternoon with sunlight filtering through the trees.
We would be young, reckless and in love. Our eyes closed as sun would be shining and we forgot our sunglasses. I wouldn't mind though because when I'd look at you, having to shadow with my hand, your face would look stunning as at times it would be bathed in sunlight. My vision would be blurred at sides and you'd look like a dream.