Sometimes I wonder, would I ever be like one of those fairytales- dressed in white and a veil at the edge of my head, a bouquet of flowers in hand.
Would I have my chance to return to a cosy place filled with beautiful noises, the clattering sounds of pots and kettles, the sweet warm smell of food awaits?
Would I have my chance to go through that?
Or would I be waiting and hoping for one day, it would all magically happened with ease, but it never did happened...?
Well at least dreams are cheap... I can dream...
Would I have my chance to return to a cosy place filled with beautiful noises, the clattering sounds of pots and kettles, the sweet warm smell of food awaits?
Would I have my chance to go through that?
Or would I be waiting and hoping for one day, it would all magically happened with ease, but it never did happened...?
Well at least dreams are cheap... I can dream...
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