I never said I didn't love you!

I am seriously changing. I used to be, I'll never be Mrs. (guys first and last name) because I am Rachael, and I sure as hell will be until the day I die. Then I fell madly in love. Now I enjoy every moment we spend together, not worrying about the future or anyone else. It's just us. It seems that way to me even as I drift off into my own little world, but I don't care because fantasy is so much better than reality! He'll take my hand and we stroll beneath the stars, and I don't need anything, I have my whole heart next to me. Part of me will always be with him, not physically of course, but emotionally. I wonder about college- who dosn't?!?- but my dream is Julliard or NYU, and he's more science.
We'll see. College is years away. Hopefully we'll call or text a lot. I can't survive a summer without him texting me, let alone four years!
I'm getting needlessly stressed out.
They say that when you meet "the One" everything changes. And I have changed ALOT since that first day of fifth grade when I first saw those beautiful blue eyes I see in my head every night. I beleive that if something is meant to be, it'll happen, but you have to help, not just stand idly by. Cinderella may have gotten help from her fairy godmother, but she herself went to the ball. Now I may not be Cinderella and he isn't Prince whothehellcares but I love him. I feel like he isn't just a friend who comes and goes- he's someone who will stick by me till the end. And that would really be nice. I need someone to cheer me up or laugh along with me or hold my hand when I'm afraid. And I'll do the same for him.
I have found my reason to live, and I will always love it. I could be dying, but like that Thriving Ivory song Angels on The Moon, I want to feel again. I miss the pain of spraining your wrist. I feel like a ballon, cut from the strings that held me down as I float farther and father away from me.

-- Post From My iPhone