For my entire life, I did not believe I was capable of finding love. From the day I held baby dolls, to the day I first fell for the boy with petal-like eyelashes, I never thought love would have me. I suppose, I imagined love to be only the fancy of poets, and playwrights, in the same way a trip to Europe is a fancy for the traveler. As if love was it’s own continent, with it’s own residency, vacant for some at 16, others in adulthood; and for the unlucky ones, never once traveled to.
I knew I wanted something more out of my life. I needed more than a subtle weakness for a petal eyed boy. I did not want my life to be a series of puppy love crushes…. You know the kind, like the one you acquire when the boy kisses you on the playground, and you write his name in arrows on your English homework. I needed something more… a best friend, somebody that was mad for me, and willing to walk in the garden even when there were rain clouds.
My mind is running over with thoughts of love, and companionship. Maybe it’s because this dress reminds me of the color I wish my wedding dress to be. Not quite white, and not quite pink. The dress was sent from www.sheinside.com It’s very romantic! And because I’m in the mood of love, you can purchase something from she inside with an exclusive reader’s discount! Here’s 20% off just by entering coupon code AMY20 at checkout, it expires April 30th!