I don't want to fall in love in october.
I want to fall in love when the flowers blossom around us. I want a shower of flower petals with a little wind who'll remind me that I'm not dreaming.
I want a colorful landscape with a blue sky that wears some little white clouds. I want that the night come lately and that we can observe together the sunset.
I want to hear the children scream and run in the parks because life continues to walk. While the time seems to freeze when we lose ourselves in each other's eyes.
I want the whole summer to get to know each other better and create our best memories together. To have a relationship that smells the sun and salt water.
I want the automne to run under the rain with a smile, deep talk around a tea or a coffee. To walk in the street surrounded by the brown and orange coat of nature.
I want a warm winter where we laugh and tease each other under the snow and hugs when it will be very cold. With Christmas and the kiss under the mistletoe.
And I want to fall in love again in the spring with flowers as witnesses, the blue sky as the promesse of our love.
VOUS LISEZ
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