I knew it wasn't far away, and last night I had a dream about Lorenzo. We were alone together on a summer field, chasing butterflies and laughing. Too good to be true but still so very real, and I woke up in the darkness with heavy traffic outside my window. I call it mine now, I've been in London a few weeks but it's beginning to feel like home.
Avy's friend is sweet, I can talk to her. Tomorrow I'll wander the streets by myself again, I need some time to get back to reality, whatever that is.
your thoughts are your reality.
ReplyDeleteand life is beautiful! enjoy your time in London. wondering the streets by yourself can be a beautiful experience.
ha-ha-ha! i'm so glad. i knew you would love it all.
ReplyDeleteI get it how it feels on you.Hope you'll be feeling well in future. and keep on enjoy your life :) btw,i'm following you so can you visit my blog and follow mine back..thanks :)
ReplyDeleteit is home, it can be and i hope reality treats you well
ReplyDeleteif it doesn't - create your own
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Oh how wonderful it is when our dreams take us to a much-sought reality. it's almost real. Forge your path, as you are, and make your very own version of home there, love. x
ReplyDeleteHi dear, I'm following.
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting and thanks for your sweet comment ♥
thank you!
ReplyDeleteI love London .. do you live there?
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