manic pixie girl/ 1
If you give me too much time to think, I start to question my intentions. I swear I am in love too often and too hard. I have loved like vacation, honeymoon, like soft sea breeze on sea shores and the quiet rustling of dancing trees. I love like Cupid, vicariously through love movies and two strangers I believe should be together. I lay awake at night and question where I will be in five years. Married? Single? Children? The dreamer in me lays awake when I don't have anyone to say I love you to. But the dreamer in me just wants to dream. I want to love like vacation, alone sometimes. The most unfamiliar places to me have been traveled alone. I don't think I will ever be able to share such a bond with anyone else.
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