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After waking from my dream of zombies I felt romantic. Yet again, the hopeless romantic in my head awoke, despite all my efforts to suppress her. I don't know whether it was the thought of the undead biting in to my neck or the running away from them that really sparked it but I awoke with one thought.
Don't we all want to be loved and swept off our feet? Can't we all dream that there is someone out there who can do all the things we have always wanted? Or is it too much to ask?
A brief moment. Just one thought. Putting a fire in my heart. One I couldn't get rid of. One I couldn't hold back. Is it too much to ask for one man...or woman, I don't discriminate...to love me?
“A girl likes to be crossed a little in love now and then. It is something to think of”
I had always dreamed of being with someone who would come all the way to my house just to kiss me and say he loved me. Someone who would leave a flower on my doorstep just so I know he had been there and thought of me. Someone who would leave me little notes around the house...(purely affectionate ones, of course, not a reminder to empty the dishwasher)...Someone who went out of their way to prove that they really are different from all the rest.
It's a pet hate of mine. If someone ever utters the words to me 'I'm different from all the other guys' I shudder and tell them to stop. It's the biggest lie ever told. Don't ever say it. To me, anyway. Something like that can only be shown through actions, the words mean nothing. Anyone can say them yet not many can prove it.
Right now is not a good time for me. I am not looking for Mr/Mrs Right. The only person I am searching for is me and, although my body may be present, my mind has disappeared in to romance novels and loving thoughts. I will be single for some time and it's really okay by me.
Hannah xox
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