Sometimes you have those thoughts and you just think they are silly and impossible to happen, but you still keep dreaming about them and wishing for them to come true.
I have this weird, goofy, cliche wish that one day, someone is actually want to marry me, and spend the rest of his life with me, till death tear us apart...
And I dream that the proposal is gonna happen like in a movie... at an island somewhere, Santorini, or London, or Paris, or at the sunset at the beach.... And I mean, is it wrong to dream like that?
Am I too old for such dreams? I never had anyone, that for real, wanted to do that, and YES, I want to have a white dress and have my dad walking me down the aisle and giving me to my future husband. Why I feel so ashamed of it?
I am not the wife type, I know that. Not even the mother type for crying out loud. But I have my heart at the right place. I love and can be loved. And I want to.
Not that I am not being, but... I still miss that part. This commitment. it will mean to me that all this is real, that he was meant to be, that we will grow old together.
Cliche! I know!!!
