she has dreams of seeing the world. dreams of getting mud on her feet and leaves in her hair. she has dreams of someone by her side who will never let go. who will follow her to the end of the earth for adventure. she has dreams of loving places never visited and people never met. she has dreams of being free. dreams of never giving up. she has dreams bigger than her fears. bigger than she could ever imagine. she dreams of world beautiful and bright. and pulsing beneath her feet. she has dreams of a love so strong it will never break. never bend. never crumble. dreams of being not being like the rest. different maybe. she dreams in color. with new eyes. she dreams of so much more. her dreams fill her head. every second of the day. unable to come out. she doesn't know how. but that's alright. she knows. she's known. she dreams of music filling the air. dreams of the ocean surrounding her. dreams of a vacation that may never end. that's all she can hope for right? in a world where so much is expected? where she is defined not by who she is, but by what she writes down. or her answer to a question. perhaps much isn't expected at all. perhaps its very little. she dreams of breaking it down.
