Friday, December 18, 2009

Protect Me From What I Want


I want so many things. I want to live in a beach house in Maine. I want to spend the majority of my life barefoot. I want dreadlocks. And, of course, there's boys. Boysboysboys. I've been going crazy over those lately. Can't get this one out of my head.

You know that feeling you get when you truly like someone? I blush when he looks at me, I smile simply by thinking about him, I stutter occasionally when I talk to him. It's wonderful and it's glorious and I haven't felt this way in quite some time. I fear it will be the death of me. I can already feel my hopeless romantic self spinning out of control just by the thought of all of the magnificent possibilities that come from such an attraction to someone. Somebody, please, hold my feet to the ground because my head is up in the clouds.

What do you want?

xoxo, Lexie

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