𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒌𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒔 𝒊𝒏, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈, 
𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒇𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈, 
𝑻𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅, 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒆, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈, 
𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝑰 𝒈𝒐? 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅, 
𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍, 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆. 

Hi! 

I'm the paper you draw on when you have boring classes because you don't want to listen to your teacher. I'm the paper you used to write FLAMES and check if you and your crush are meant to be. I'm that one piece of paper on which you write your secret wishes because you don't want anyone to know about it except yourself. Lastly, I am the paper you wrote your dream life and escapes. 

I'm your paper getaway.