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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