Dreaming Of You

Darling

Darling

The time that I spend without you is just worthless if you ask me.

I spend my days counting the hours until we meet again, until I’ll be back in your arms.

Because laying in your arms, you stroking my skin and caressing my hair is the closest I’ll ever be to heaven.

I need you so badly that it feels like I’m not living if you’re not near.

I’d do anything for you.

If you’d ask me to die for you, I would. In a heartbeat.

Dearest, how I adore you.

How I need and love you.

You’re like the air that I breathe, the reason I get up in the morning.

You’re every beat that my heart makes.

The light in my darkness.

You truly are my one true love, the one I was destined to be with.

I’ve known it ever since you kissed me

for it was your kiss that made me feel like I finally found a home.

There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you.

I could use the wisest, most romantic and most beautiful words

but they wouldn’t even begin to cover my love for you.

If you’d ask me to leave everything behind

I would.

I’d give it all up, just to spend some time in your arms.

With you I don’t feel like I have to be strong all the time.

You’re the one I can be myself with.

Sometimes I crash down in your arms, I cry my heart out

when all is unfair

and then you come sweeping in, saving my life.

We’ve been through more than anyone could ever imagine.

And god, it feels so good to know that you’re mine. That you love me.

Darling, I could keep going on and on and on about my feelings for you and what it is that you do to me, but I’d rather prefer that you just kiss me right now.

Take me in your arms

kiss me the way only you can

still my tears, chase away the fears

tell me you love me

and know that no one could ever love you more

than I already do.

Alice and Hatter

Everyone always said that I a lot of fantasy.
I always imagined myself as some character I read about or saw in a movie.
I saw couples that I was jealous of.
Lucas and Peyton from One Tree Hill, Stefan and Elena from the Vampire Diaries, Arwen and Aragorn from Lord of the Rings, …

At one point I even started to picture myself as Alice, from Alice in Wonderland.
I loved the band that was growing between her and Hatter.
Which in the series “Alice” even lead to a real relationship between those two.
Also in the Tim Burton version of Alice in Wonderland , one could see that she truly loved him.
At least, as a friend.

I wanted that as well.
I was Alice, a girl trying to escape from the pressure and hardness of the real world.
Ducking into a rabbit hole to escape and to go to a magical fantasy world.

I promised myself that one day I’d find my Hatter.
A true friend on which I knew I could always count, night and day.
Someone who would be there for me always, even in the darkest of times.
Who would love me, silently if needed.

About three years ago I met my Hatter, but it took me a year and a half to see him as something other than ‘just a friend’.
All of a sudden I could see his beauty. The one that I’ve been seeing passed for so long.
And my god, how beautiful he was. Because I truly knew him, and I fell so deeply in love with his personality that he even got more beautiful on the outside as well.

I found my Hatter
and every now and then I still visit my Wonderland
only now,
I’m not lonely anymore.

I Am A Dreamer

I am a dreamer.
Always have been.

Ever since I was a little child, my fantasy and dreams have often saved me from the cruel, cold world we sometimes call reality.

For me, my dreams and fantasy were a way to cope with all the deaths in my family.
My little sister, my grandfather, my great-grandmother, my first dog, my second dog, my uncle, …
It was a way to cope with things that didn’t make any sense to me.

Why would a normal, rather healthy, happy person commit suicide?
Why would a healthy, adorably sweet dog die?
Why did those people had to be taken away from me?
Were they making me TOO happy?
Was that a sin?

It became an automatism for me.
Whenever things get too hard, too real.
I escape.

Of course there comes a time when I have to leave my beautiful world and come back and face reality.
Face the problems, the issues, the situations.
And I do.
And it’s still hard, it is, every time again, but in a way, it’s easier when I first visited my fantasy world.

Also, my dreams are what define me.
My ambitions.
My hopes.
My expectations.

They are what shapes me.
And for that, I’m not afraid and ashamed to say that I’m a dreamer.
I’m proud of it.
And as long as I can, I promise to never stop dreaming.

With all my heart I believe that a person needs to dream.
Because they give you a goal.
Something to reach for.

Therefore I say: Keep dreaming.
Keep chasing that dream.
And who knows, maybe one day, it ‘ll be more than just a dream.
Maybe one day it ‘ll be something you can be proud of.
Something you actually have accomplished.

I Believe In Fairytales

I believe in fairytales, true love and magic.
I need it.
I need to believe in it, because sometimes it’s the only thing keeping me healthy.
Alive.

It’s what I know, it’s what I believe.
It’s safe, familiar.
It’s my escape when all hope is gone.
It saves me.
Sometimes, it’s the only thing that even makes sense to me. 
My safe fantasy world.
A place where I can truly be myself.
Home. 

I need to believe that there’s a better world somewhere, filled with magical, wonderful things.
Every night I close my eyes and I go back to that place.
Where I’m loved, welcomed.
Where I’m not the outsider, just for once.

Where everyone has their own kind of magic, whether as a fairy, a mermaid, a vampire, a princess or someone with special powers.
Where unicorns and other mystical creatures run free. 
It’s a world where Narnia, Middle Earth, Wonderland, Utopia, Atlantis, Neverland, the kingdom of Oz, … 
all come together.

A home for everyone.

Fantasies

And happily she danced away, back into her fairytale world.
The cold, dark world we call ‘reality’ had somehow found a way to crawl in the magnificent fairytale alike place that she called hers.
Her little piece of Eden.
But the good had overcome, and the bad had come undone.
Dancing around with fairy wings, throwing magic dust all around her.
Dancing, hopping, walking, jumping, …
She had never felt that alive before.
But it were the people that she loved that made her this way.
The people that read her stories, her thoughts, her pain and her joy.
The people who loved to listen to what she had to say.
Some might even spread her message from time to time.
They were wonderful, each and everyone unique in their own special way.
Each and everyone too kind for this world.
They are the kind of people that make the dark clouds go away, and bring back the sunshine in your life.
They are the kind of people, that she is writing for.
People with own opinions and immense kindness.
People who believe.
People who still try to make the world a better place, no matter what.
And people who still dream.

Dancing away, smiling, with a rose in her hand. Red as the love she felt.
Burning with a flame of intensity.
Burning, to last throughout the ages.
Burning, for all that she loves.

The Beautiful Garden

She walked through the gateway, made by overgrowing trees with branches entwined. 
Her heart started to beat faster,as she glanced around. 
Her jaw dropped, as she saw the beauty all around her. 
Butterflies, like she had never seen them before, so colorful, some so big and other so tiny.
They were absolutely everywhere.
Flowers with colors so brightly, that it almost blinded you.
Their scents spreading in the air, making the whole garden smell like roses and tulips and all kinds of flowers.
There were streams of light, shining through the leaves of some tall trees.
There was a small river running across the landscape, searching it’s way between the green green grass as it twisted.

The garden was more beautiful and calming then anything she’d ever seen before in her life.
She was wondering whether she’d stay there, or not.
Since it was paradise to her. 
As she lay down in the grass, she closed her eyes.
She fell asleep as the sun rays caressed her skin.
Ever so tenderly.
She slipped into a quiet, but deep sleep.
It felt so great, that deep down inside, a tiny part of her was hoping that she’d never wake up again.
Because this truly was heaven.
She was sure that there was more to discover in the garden, but that was for another time. 
Right now, all she wanted was to sleep. A deep, peaceful sleep.

Come and discover the mind and feelings of a girl that still believes in fairytales

Welcome to my blog

Her dreams carried her far away from the normal norms of this so called society.
They brought her to a fantasy world, where being different wasn’t a disgrace at all.
Everybody was special in their own way,
and everybody respected that.
Waking up every morning, she brings her fantasy world to the real one.

So welcome, and feel free to step into my world.

– Britt