I am...
I am... the one that likes to listen to romantic songs. The one that has live dreams but thinks of dead worlds, and that while opening all the windows has inadvertently closed doors. The one that loves the moon, daisies, ice cream and you, sighs when she sees a sunset, tries too hard to forget and enjoys watching the leaves fall when there is nothing else to do, The one that counts the stars she loves sitting alone in the dark, and walks down the streets dansing to the music of her heart. The... Sign in to see full entry.