Love..

I've always been a hopeless romantic. Always wanted that special bond, that divine love and that passionate romance.

To experiance those romantic dinners with living candles, those strolls in the moonlight, those long, quiet, passionate moments of emotional proximity. That gentle embrace...

To be able to communicate mentally, to understand each other simply by the lightest of touch.
To leave all my worries behind me, to know that he loves me with all his heart and that I feel the same about him.
To know that he will save me from falling, love me past my pain, hug me and make everything seem ok.

I want to slip into this fantasy, to dissappear from this harsh reality. I want to take all the good with me and throw all the bad away.
I want to find my happiness and the man that I was meant to share it with...

This is what I dream of, this is what I fall asleep to, that I wish for, always.

It does not require anything out of this world, yet, it is something more impossible to find than anything else ever imagined.
To find ones soulmate, ones other half. The missing piece of the puzzle of ones being..
The utopia, the light, that once found will never be lost.

The true love of ones body, heart and soul, the source and meaning of ones pure existance. To be reunited once and for all.