A bouqet of dried flowers from Seattle in the days of Summer. A few hang on my wall, while others I hold in my heart.
But secretly, in my heart, I hope one day the boy of my dreams walks into the room, or walks into my life with a handful of flowers and kisses my cheek and tells me something about how they adore me.
Girls have such silly dreams..
how beautiful is this picture..<3
ReplyDeleteThat is not silly enough. Why not have him ride in on a white horse while you wait in a field of flowers in a gown fit for a palace.
ReplyDeleteOr something.
I would,
ReplyDeletebut I'd be crushed when it would never happen.
Life is too short to be hung up on any one dream. So if one doesn't happen, dream up a new one.
ReplyDeleteThat is true to the T.
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