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An extraordinary individual stuck in a dream world hoping for a hopeless romantic tale. I believe in love, in arguing, in jamming out by yourself in the car. I believe in smiling until your cheeks hurt and laughing until you cry. I believe in having someone tell you they love you, dancing in the rain, and in miracles.

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fuckyeahhlove:

Trying to find “the One” is like looking for the perfect star.
An infinite number of possibilities.
How can you find that single star, that soul, meant for you? The one  who will shine in your darkest night? The one who could watch you as you  sleep and dream as they keep your monsters away? One who’d stay by your  side for the rest of your life? 
So you look up, and start you search, because you had a feeling it would take a lifetime, and a lot of mistakes, to accomplish.
The little diamonds in the sky twinkle and shine even brighter now, challenging you.
Most  of them are illusions, pretty and sparkling, yet only their light is  what’s left of them. Yet your heart yearns for them, unreachable,  untouchable. You get hurt.
Some of them are like shooting stars, they make you happy, make  your wishes and dreams come true, and then they leave. A fleeting  moment. You get hurt. You miss them.
You start to think how impossible it is, so you give up and decide to try again the next night.
It’s a new day.
You feel the life on your face, warming your heart, making you feel happy amidst the light.
Maybe someday you’ll realize, you’ve been looking for the Sun during the night all along. 
by thebridgebetweenus

fuckyeahhlove:

Trying to find “the One” is like looking for the perfect star.

An infinite number of possibilities.

How can you find that single star, that soul, meant for you? The one who will shine in your darkest night? The one who could watch you as you sleep and dream as they keep your monsters away? One who’d stay by your side for the rest of your life? 

So you look up, and start you search, because you had a feeling it would take a lifetime, and a lot of mistakes, to accomplish.

The little diamonds in the sky twinkle and shine even brighter now, challenging you.

Most of them are illusions, pretty and sparkling, yet only their light is what’s left of them. Yet your heart yearns for them, unreachable, untouchable. You get hurt.

Some of them are like shooting stars, they make you happy, make your wishes and dreams come true, and then they leave. A fleeting moment. You get hurt. You miss them.

You start to think how impossible it is, so you give up and decide to try again the next night.

It’s a new day.

You feel the life on your face, warming your heart, making you feel happy amidst the light.

Maybe someday you’ll realize, you’ve been looking for the Sun during the night all along. 

by thebridgebetweenus