Illuisons. My abstract mind chases the fantasy of meeting the perfect guy. We met at a family event, he greet my parents then lock eyes with me. Smiling, we say "hi, my name is." We talk and laugh. He's goals mirrored my own, go to college and make our families proud. Our worlds would be layed on the concrete in front of us. I would be freezing outside but his warm voice would suffice. My big smile connected all my emotions. I'd leave, he'd leave. And somehow...somehow we would reunite again. 2 am, strolling though the night, He come say hi just because.
Dark. Still. The smile even bigger this time. A new fantasy. Instead of faking smilies and forcing laughter, she met her. It was enchanting to met her. The better life blossmed out of the stuggling ghost that shadowed. She was wonder-stuck all the way home,finally realizing she was her the whole time. The night grows sparkling and flawless. It will forever keep growing that way. She will still spend forever wondering if she's ever knew. The constant reminder furthers her growth and keeps her strong. Taylor Swift's wishs of please not being in love with somebody else and please not having someone else waiting on you brings joy. She and her are learning. She and her will forver love Daisy and not let other waiter over her. This isn't a fantasy anymore.
