I was born a dreamer. Experience taught me to become a realist. But every so often, when I hear a beautiful song, that starry-eyed dreamer in me reappears. She peaks into the world, and sees love, purity and goodness everywhere. She feels safe. She feels beautiful and perfect, just the way she is. She trusts. She knows she is worthy. She knows she is worth it. She believes in unconditional love. She believes that the one who holds the key to her heart will always keep it safe and sacred. She knows that she never has to worry about his loyalty, love or care, because it is a constant that never has to be questioned. She believes that love is enough. She walks unafraid.
But eventually, the song comes to an end. And that little girl and her magical world goes back into hiding.
I hope one day, she comes back to stay…
Photo credit: Mike Bitzenhofer