It was Christmas. I was spending it with my family, just like every year.
Strangely, something was different, but what?
It wasn't the same place, some people were missing, and some other people I didn't know were there.
Suddenly she walks into the scene.
Dressed in a virginal white dress.
Very little makeup, letting me see her natural beauty.
Her brown hair as beautiful as can be.
Her blue eyes calling for me, mesmerizing me.
I couldn't help but falling for her.
She's talented, gorgeous, smart, funny, and the list goes on.
Me? I'm nothing in comparison,
but there she was, so close to me, yet so far.
Which would be my opening line?
Would she find me interesting enough?
Would she ever love me like I love her?
There was only one way to find out.
As I walk towards her, she's asked to give a little performance.
She played, she danced and she sang.
She shot an arrow right through my heart.
She moved with the grace of a swan,
sang with the voice of the angels,
and played with the talent of a prodigy.
Just as I finally aproach her to introduce myself,
I wake up.
Will I ever be this close to her again?
Jun 10, 2013
Jun 10, 2013 at 10:36 AM UTC
It was Christmas. I was spending it with my family, just like every year.
Strangely, something was different, but what?
It wasn't the same place, some people were missing, and some other people I didn't know were there.
Suddenly she walks into the scene.
Dressed in a virginal white dress.
Very little makeup, letting me see her natural beauty.
Her brown hair as beautiful as can be.
Her blue eyes calling for me, mesmerizing me.
I couldn't help but falling for her.
She's talented, gorgeous, smart, funny, and the list goes on.
Me? I'm nothing in comparison,
but there she was, so close to me, yet so far.
Which would be my opening line?
Would she find me interesting enough?
Would she ever love me like I love her?
There was only one way to find out.
As I walk towards her, she's asked to give a little performance.
She played, she danced and she sang.
She shot an arrow right through my heart.
She moved with the grace of a swan,
sang with the voice of the angels,
and played with the talent of a prodigy.
Just as I finally aproach her to introduce myself,
I wake up.
Will I ever be this close to her again?
An actual dream I had where Lindsey Stirling, on whom I have a gigantic crush, starred. Don't know her? Look for her on youtube. Worth taking a look.
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