Soixante Sept Ans. L'étirement.

I retreated into my happy place , the only place that wasn't contaminated by ugly thoughts and bone chilling nightmares . It is sunny , and beautiful , a perfection playing on that lives and burns in my mind . There is nothing bad , ghastly or dire . There's nothing scary , bloodcurdling or daunting . It's just quiet , a peace and tranquility I gladly let myself drown in , in hope that my fears will be chased away , closed up in my little fairytale .

I want . I really really want someone . Someone who will willingly embrace me from behind , whispering forever's into my ears . Someone who would sit down and go through all my dull and dreary homework without disagreeing or complaining . Someone who would clasp my hand when I feel scared , hold me when I feel abandoned , and catch me when I fall .

I want someone who dares to yell at me , or tell me that I'm wrong . I want someone who dares to break my heart , just to prove that we are so close , and no matter how much it hurts , we'd always be ceaselessly eternal . I want someone to call or text every now and then , to make sure that I'm safe , and that I'm on his mind . I want a time in my life , even if it is 5 minutes or 5 hours , just to sit and watch the stars , to talk without speaking , or touch without feeling .

I want a fairytale , and I want my happy place to exist . Because then , my life would be perfect and flawless . Because then , I would be forever loved , and I wouldn't need to worry about anything . I want someone , who wouldn't just stick up for me just for the heck of it , who wouldn't try to be nice to me to not hurt my feelings , who wouldn't mind getting angry over silly things , or argue over asinine and juvenile events .

I just want and need someone . Whether or not they are perfect , whether or not their beauty is so alluring and intoxicating , whether or not their charm is efferverscent and vibrant . I just have a desire and a craving for an emotion sought and hunted by so many .

But my life is no fairytale , and people are not robots .

Maybe that's why we all need love .

To fill in the gaps in our imaginations and make us believe in our fervent , impossible fantasies .

Nicole (: