Being a dreamer...

it never gets boring, old or dull. Sometimes it’s unsatisfying when you get lost in fairytales and end up with a one night stand or expect a superhero and end up with a scared little boy. Sometimes it’s too good to be true and than your mind scrambles to picture something EVEN BETTER than something to good to be true which always ends up in disappointment. Other times its literally nothing and you try to put puzzle pieces together to make it a masterpiece which ends in heartbreak. Being a dreamer can be one of the most painful things but it ends being so pretty, happy, and magical in so many more ways than the shock of shattered wishes. I don’t think I could ever stop being a dreamer, to kiss a boy and than think of an entire Summer together, why wouldn’t you? Yes, I could wake up tomorrow and realize he just wanted me for that night or that he isn’t thinking about me anymore because I left or that he never cared in the first place or something but TONIGHT, tonight I met a boy and we talked for hours and when I left he gave me a kiss goodnight and said he wanted to see me again. So TONIGHT I’ll sit at home like a happy little schoolgirl and dream about a Summer with this boy that is gorgeous and funny and charming. TONIGHT I’ll dream big because even if it’s not true in the morning or it stings a little, atleast tonight the essence is alive and a story will be told tomorrow.