i want to be dancing around an apartment facing the effiel tower balcony doors open summer rain pouring down my hair a mess my white duvet covers a mess where my 1 year old dalmatian called flower is sleeping music playing and filling the apartment and out the open doors my bare feet on the cool wooden floor in just my favourite matching set of underwear dancing and singing to my favourite songs on a day i don't have to do anything but enjoy myself my breakfast nearly ready as i slowly get dressed. looking beautiful and feeling it as well as knowing ill be ready for whatever happens next.
ik its not gonna happen but its nice to dream
