The kind of love…

You could call me a hopeless romantic.A dreamer, a lover.

A believer in fairytales. 

I’ve always dreamed of a love, an unattainable kind of love.

A love, only a hopeless romantic would dream of… 

the kind of love that is…

Gut wrenching, all encompassing, rip your heart out, chivalry isn’t dead, all consuming, amazingly, tragic, heart breakingly beautiful, hopeless, passionate, love. 

The kind of love that makes you fucking crazy. 

The kind that makes you hate going to sleep because staying up is so much better. 

The kind that makes you feel a sort of electricity, a buzzing. That puts a knot in your stomach. 

That turns songs, into beautiful confessions of your love. 

That tortures and ignites the soul.
-B. 8-15-17

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