Purple clouds

Smiling throughout the day, gazing at this piece of paper that is making me feel extremely happy. I ask myself am I happy or happy?   I am blessed and it’s blissful.  So I take a book try to cover up for my smile, cause am in a public transport and people will wonder if I am mad, well yes madly in love.

Earlier on: Crossing the road and cars are the least in my mind, all I am thinking of is to get myself a cup cake to seal the joy. Could it possible in a week I will be getting the pleasure once again, that long lost feeling of being in purple clouds, well I hope so, in fact I have only step left to the finali.

Oh God I pray hard this not be taken away.  It only makes me look forward to something beautiful, something to dream of. I forget about my problems, I look at his picture and I see hope, I see care importantly I see love, comfort and joy.

I am counting down, I am getting everything I will need, my rooms turns into a fashion aisle, can’t help a girl wanting to impress though I know it’s not important to him but I still feel like I have to do it.

I don’t know what to expect, am scared at the same time, I know it’s not the first time or the second time it’s probably in the thousands but it still feels like the first time.

I want to make a mark I want to leave an everlasting memory something he won’t forget, it doesn’t come easy or cheap, but I found it, unexpectedly and yes it was the right one, at the perfect time.

Young, gifted and independent, and I am glad to call him part of me. My time has come, I must embrace it, each day I live I make it possible to be living it for both of us and give it my best. All my dreams are a heartbeat away, and it’s a week before I reach them.

I have made plans and I am more than I could ever offer, I give you myself, you won my heart, its purple clouds, stars and the moon smiling at me.

I let myself be, I am this way and it’s not about to change, and though I cannot shake the feeling it could be almost not possible. The little details that make a girls dream just another huge fantasy.

 This fact scares the living hell out of me.

Let it not do away with my heart. I think I would not die but die. It could give a mount to the weakness in me. I have more than love and I know my capabilities, it could cause chaos in love.  Am I being the week or he is very strong for my being?  I am not asking for too much and I am not dreaming too big for possibilities, it’s a wish.

 And all wished should be granted.

And my book is wet now because the smile turned into tears.

I need to hold you.

you and me : me and you