The Hopeless RomanticI am a hopeless romantic.
I dream of romance, I daydream of romance, I feel sad when I wake up from my dreams and realise that it was just that, a dream.
I am in love with 'love' and yet I have no one to romance.
I want someone to buy flowers to surprise and see the look of happiness on her face, to frolic in wheat fields hand in hand like little children. Someone to lie down on the grass with and look up at the stars.
I want someone to take out to a romantic dinner, to a walk on the beach at night while the full moon is out and the light crashing of the waves and the rustle of the winds are the only sounds, as the sand flows over our feet whilst we walk.
I want someone to hold, someone to hold me, someone to kiss on the forehead and laugh with, someone to dance with to slow romantic music as our heartbeats beat in time together with the music and there is nothing else in the world that matters but the two of us.
I want someone to be my all, that all I want to do is to make her smile, to make her laugh, to make her happy.
I want someone to live with, I want to be in love.