I want to fall in love. And I donβt just mean the simple, traditional, way of falling in love. I want to walk into a romance novel, or a perfectly scripted romance movie. I want to fall in love with my best friend, or the guy next door. I donβt want to settle for something I know I donβt deserve, but maybe Iβll never get this type of love either. Itβs a cruel, cruel, world to want something we canβt have, right? But maybe, just maybe, we arenβt looking hard enough. Because the love I want, cannot be that far out of reach. I know there is someone out there, maybe heβs down the street, around the block or five states away. Either way, I know thereβs someone, somewhere, that wants to fall in love. The same way I do. This is a letter to the guy whoβs waiting to find me, Iβm waiting to find you too.
You were just a town over. I found you, my happily ever after.
