On the streets - Paris Fashion Week
You hear the lovely songs that your better half dedicates to you and you shiver with delight on how those words fit the action of their love for you and how it represents your love for each other. The beautiful melody that makes your relationship sing harmoniously with each other.
You see a picturesque sunset, the sun that’s sinking between two mountains from an island far from the ripples of water that separate you from it or probably that very first moment you see that breath taking piece of art, you hold tight on the hand of your lover and glad that you have someone to experience this beautiful moments and feel each others goosebumps as you stand close to each other.
You’re looking forward to your ceremony and imagine yourself slow dancing in the middle of the crowd of people who is there to celebrate your love with each other. Everything is a blur yet on how the event would take shape but you can see yourself wearing that smile that just perfect for that moment. The warmth of the polyester and silk that you feel paired with the summer sun won’t matter because you just want to breath that moment and take it all in while the flowers are still fresh even if it’s just at the back of a house in small quaint garden. All those things won’t matter much because what’s important is the celebration of your love but your just glad people stopped time just to be there, lends a smile and a greeting for that day.
You right down a sequel of adventures you’ll have together, the mountains you’ll climb, the lakes you’ll swim in and camp beside with the cozy bonfire to end the day, the list of museums you’ll visit which you might not really finish because you would usually take one whole day to finish for each and every one with the reason that you want to savor moment with them as you walk by each piece of art or history that you both are in awe of life preserved in every glass case or magnified through a hundred strokes of brush, all framed, hanging in front of both you as the tourist of all walk pass by.
Right now, you’re on your seat as you type this down that one day, maybe, just maybe, that you’ll have something like that. Then you hear that voice inside your head saying: “You better go to bed if you plan on waking up early for work tomorrow.” So you nestle in your bed, laying that pillow beside you to wrap your arms around, pulling that blanket over you to keep your back warm, whispering to your self: “I hope my dream will be as beautiful as the starry night sky outside my window.” Will the stars align and make it real for me? Life is very mysterious, they unravel really slow as you count in every second, and wonder how long until this blues will fully bloom into a bright sun with sweet dews.
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