What is your dream? Literally, the dream you have The one you wake up from Hoping you could relive every day I have dreamt of that beautiful morning The morning where the sun shines through the blinds The morning where birds sing But most importantly, It is the morning I wake up next to you The morning I brush up against your flower scented hair The morning your body is all the warmth I need The morning I wake up to you're beautiful smile I couldn't imagine a more beautiful morning than this.
Who could've known the same little girl who pranced along the sidewalk not a care in this world, would wither away in Nylon magazines frail fingers skimming from page through p a g e of beautiful skinny bodies bodies she'd never have but maybe, just maybe she could only if she starves herself.
so hey guys! Its been a while... Okay, more than a while. A LONG time. Sorry about that... Thanks for not all abandoning me in the meantime, you guys are the best. :)