on Thursday, June 6, 2013

She dreams of Paris often.

She dreams of seeing the Eiffel Tower in all its splendid glory, glowing in the darkness to light up the city.

She dreams of herself, standing before the tower in a gown of her liking – a look fit for the princess she dreams to be.

She dreams of him, going down on one knee, giving her a ring that shines brighter than any light on the Eiffel that night.

This is the happily ever after she’s wanted all her life.

And then, she wakes up to reality and Paris is nothing but just a dream.

image credits to christine-wang @ Tumblr


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