I believe in fairy tales. Plain and simple. I want the happily ever after even though I'm not going to get it. I want prince charming to waltz into my life and save me. I want someone to hold me close, to comfort and kiss me and tell me that everything is going to be ok even if reality is screaming at me that it isn’t. I want to get lost in the words of someone I love. I want to be reckless and adventurous! I want something that isn’t even possible. I mean how in the world could I find happiness that only happens in fairy tales? I’m not a princess or some little nobody that wants to disappear. No I am just average. People see me and I have friends but I’m one of those people that you wouldn’t even notice if I up and left and never came back. I want a love that burns so incredibly bright that it blinds me to every horrible thing in the world. But sadly I don’t live in a fairytale. And I am just me. An average girl living in a pretty small town hoping that love will fall down the rabbit hole and find me.