Would you?

Would you come away with me?
If I ran into the woods. Or
Would you abide by the perception 
that I never existed. Because,
like a whiff of smoke 
and the early morning dew
before the first sun rays 
I can altogether disappear 
slowly yet surely.
Would you miss me then?
Shall my absence bother you?
And will you walk in circles
searching for my essence?

If I hide behind the clouds
would you fly the biggest 
parachute to find me?
Or if I turned into a dandelion;
would you be my spring?
And when my time would come
like a breeze carry me in your arms.
Would you?
If fossilised would you
unearth me; make me your muse?
Would you whisper my name
in a scene of total absurdity?
Could you?

The mirth annoyingly apparent
at the nonsensical mention 
of my name, would you?
Because I would.......
and I cant rest no longer
in your confusions.
You see we only have 
forever to love another.
And I choose to love you. 
Do you?
Two very divergent options  
to stay or to disappear. 
Your decision, your call.
What would you ?

I am probably turning into Ted Mosby from How I Met Your Mother. God save me please!!!